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here’s nothing more endearing than a wide-eyed tyke, all gussied up in his or her Sunday best, inspiration-driven and skepticism-free. That is, until the mud-pies come a’calling and their latest sugar-high hits rock bottom. As bride-of-the-hour, if you just so happen to have an aversion to well-meaning cherubic handfuls, keep the peace with a few simple Miss Manners maneuvers, and sidestep th