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Every morning when we open the back door, Owen is right there looking out. He always seems eager to get going...and waving bye-bye. I swear, I think he looks forward to going to daycare. This might pull at my heart strings a bit, but honestly, the way he runs to me when I go to pick him up makes up for it.
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"Owen, where's your jacket?"
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