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Thursday, March 14, 2013

Star crossed friendship

Mom (rather short sightedly) blew up this balloon for me. She thought I would just bat it around. NOT. I love squeezing and biting it. If you take it away from me I scream and scream. Mom keeps saying something about it "popping"... what does that even mean?

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