The day you took roll call for your "class" and complain you don't ever have enough time to teach. The day you said you hardly get any attention, hugs and kisses being the middle child. You said that even Crunchy the goldfish gets more attention then you. As a baby you were my neediest, the one who breast fed the longest, the one that was never satisfied with answers and the one I still struggle with challenging enough.
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