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From my kiddies…

Ella: “You can’t go to America by yourself. I need to come with you otherwise you’re going to get into trouble!”

Me: “What do you mean? What’s in America?”

Ella: “A big giant!”

Me: “A giant? Wow! What would you do to the giant.”

Ella: “I’d kick him for you! So I have to come! Can I have chocolate?”


Oh, and Caleb has taken to patting my boobs lovingly and saying “Mmm. Donuts.”


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