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Happy Birthday, Maren! (Even though you have been insisting that you are three for the last six months.) We celebrated yesterday with a mini party - just the three of us. Today Maren told me, "And you want a kid - a new one. Because I am grown up." We love our big, grown up girl. Life is so much sweeter with her around.