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Growing up
Just what exactly are you supposed to do with your own milkteeth? Throw them away? Bury them? Wear them on a chain? Cook with them? Continue reading
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Tagged Babette Cole, childhood, d for dalrymple, Etta B Degering, family, friends, growing up, Judith Kerr, nostalgia
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