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posted by: lynne (reply)
post date: 11.14.04 (8:22 am)

Haha. I remember from my nanny days what playing quietly could mean. I remember suddenly noticing that the house had gone quiet so I went searching for the boys I was in charge of. I found them upstairs in the parent's bedroom with a stack of playboy magazines. HAW!

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