around the house for the last couple of days,
periodically stopping to say
"shisshhh... it is a red-eyed heron"
(or some other bird that doesn't exist),
or "mommy, I am a hiker man!"
periodically stopping to say
"shisshhh... it is a red-eyed heron"
(or some other bird that doesn't exist),
or "mommy, I am a hiker man!"
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I love this pictue of my Little Johnny Apple Seed. Miss you guys lots. Love you Mom, Nana!
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