Being with the grandchildren the last few days, I got to see all sorts of faces. There's just something about a pout that makes you want to hug them and make everything all better. I've learned you have to be careful and make sure they aren't in trouble with their parents before you comfort them because then YOU are in trouble with their parents, and a pouting Magra isn't as cute as any of these photos.
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