You poor baby! I mean, you poor mama with babies! I want to put my arms around you and tell you that the Relief Society will adopt your children and feed your husband till you get caught up on your rest, but I'm afraid I'm only the Ward Historian, and anyway, I'm not in your stake . . . or even your state. I see a temple prayer roll in your future. It makes me sad to think of the three Melin babes crying their faces off all at once. I love you, James. Chin up, eyelids down! Repeat after me: "Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz . . . ."
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You poor baby! I mean, you poor mama with babies! I want to put my arms around you and tell you that the Relief Society will adopt your children and feed your husband till you get caught up on your rest, but I'm afraid I'm only the Ward Historian, and anyway, I'm not in your stake . . . or even your state. I see a temple prayer roll in your future. It makes me sad to think of the three Melin babes crying their faces off all at once. I love you, James. Chin up, eyelids down! Repeat after me: "Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz . . . ."
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