I sang Happy Birthday to America...
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| S cried because I told her it wasn't her birthday |
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| G clapped because she thought my singing was amazing (oh and maybe she just claps all the time) |
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| I had to add this one. G thought that me drying a comforter over the trampoline was the best thing since yogurt bites. |
Time to hang outside with new sandbox while D grills




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