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So here I am closing the books (thankfully I won’t be here late tonight…but that’s going to make for a LONG Monday) and Miss G is having a rough day at Memaw’s.  She’s cutting her sixth tooth, and she’s just not a happy camper.  Memaw called at 2:30 today to see how late I was going to be running.  I could hear her whimpering in the background.  I talked to her over the phone and she called down, but as soon as the phone was taken away, she started getting fussy again.    Talk about making you feel guilty.

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