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Post by Admin on Feb 4, 2015 2:28:30 GMT
"Of course. If it hadn't been for your uncle, I might never have met you." Besides, Harm truly liked the grizzled old Marine; he had at the time.
(what about harmon something for harm's?)
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Post by cal54382 on Feb 4, 2015 23:17:48 GMT
"How about Harmon for our other baby?"
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Post by Admin on Feb 5, 2015 0:37:42 GMT
Harm smiled. "I'd like that." Not because of him, but because of his dad.
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Post by cal54382 on Feb 5, 2015 22:12:27 GMT
Mac smiled. She made room next to her so he could sit down with Harmon.
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Post by Admin on Feb 6, 2015 1:58:45 GMT
"Hammer," he persisted on calling his son by his father's call sign.
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Post by cal54382 on Feb 7, 2015 2:44:25 GMT
"That is his nickname, not his actual name," said Mac.
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Post by Admin on Feb 7, 2015 2:46:04 GMT
"I know that. It's his call sign," he grinned at her.
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Post by cal54382 on Feb 7, 2015 22:50:32 GMT
"Whatever," she laughed. "We should get the others in here."
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Post by Admin on Feb 8, 2015 0:42:05 GMT
Harm got up and carefully walked to the door. "Guys, come on in."
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Post by cal54382 on Feb 9, 2015 0:05:06 GMT
AJ still felt awkward when he entered, but he smiled when Mac handed over her son for him to hold first.
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Post by Admin on Feb 9, 2015 2:13:05 GMT
Harm handed his son over to Harriet and Bud as Grace looked on with the one that A.J. had. One of the things she regretted most was never having another family. She knew how lucky Mac and Harm were.
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Post by cal54382 on Feb 10, 2015 2:31:36 GMT
"They are so gorgeous," gushed Harriet as she watched the sleeping baby boy in her husband's arms.
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Post by Admin on Feb 10, 2015 4:10:38 GMT
"Thank you," Harm said, a little pride in his voice.
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Post by cal54382 on Feb 10, 2015 22:22:24 GMT
"They better turn out to be as sweet as the two of you," said AJ jokingly, though he had finally calmed down and was actually enjoying holding another baby.
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Post by Admin on Feb 11, 2015 1:27:54 GMT
"Maybe we need to write this day on the calendar...sir. You calling us sweet," Harm teased, but his eyes never left his boys.
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