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 Although Uncle AllMike does have a nice ring to it.  Don't forget to sing BJ songs to her starting today!!!!!
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i wanted to call her Rosie, but my husband prefered Rachel, i like Emma, Jane, Charlene ... and others 
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05-15-2003, 01:38 PM
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 :P :P I'm gonna sing 'born to my baby'
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So how many children u have jess and what there names?.
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05-15-2003, 02:54 PM
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Hehehe , is it true jess?.
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