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Elizabeth and I spend a lot of time with Andrew in one pursuit: "get him to smile at me, Mommy!" Yesterday, during the day, I said to her, "I think Andrew might have dimples." "Dimples? What are dimples?" So I explained, with some difficulty, that they were little dents in his face when he smiled, but he was still so chubby with a baby face we might not see them if he has them, but maybe they were there.

So last night at dinner, Elizabeth made some faces at Andrew which caused him to break into his wide-mouthed grin.

"Look Daddy!" she shrieked. "Andrew has nipples!"

- Susan