Saturday, October 13, 2007
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This is my Aunt Tracy. Don't we look cool in our hats and glasses. We met up with Aunt Tracy for a moment, she got to hold me for about 30 minutes. I don't know why I cried before when she held me. I must say I was thinking about her hair... mom never where's her hair down anymore. I wonder why?
Do you think I am ready to drive?
I think I might be able to get away with it.
Here dad and I are hanging out waiting for Aunt Tracy.
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