I get a kick out of thumbing through the pictures on my phone after Mimi (or any one of the kids) has been there. It's like a digital fingerprint of things important to them . . . .
Like this:
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| Me, with no head, of course. She likes my belt. |
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| Moose, doing that cute thing where he rubs his eyes with his paws. |
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| Middle, holding the weight of Old Chicago's ceiling with her super-human strength. |
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| The bird, taking a tour of the backyard on top of Moose's butt . . . . I know, I know, that could be a post of it's own. We have a weird group of animals. |
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