She came home with Mom 5 days later.
So far, she seems to be pretty popular. Welcome home, little sister.
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| Our fearless leader |
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| Make sure you check out this creek, Mom |
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| We've spotted a banana slug |
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| Admiring all our treasures we collected on the trail |
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| Searching for more treasures |
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| (Fear not grandparents, those berries are not dangerous) |
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| Checking out the squash |
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| Trying to taste the flint corn |
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| Posing tragically with a tiny pumpkin |
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| "Zee time, she flies away like this straw through my feengers" |
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| The official pumpkin inspection team |
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| Mom thinks this picture is hilarious |
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| Picking out the wheelbarrow was nearly as much fun as picking a pumpkin |
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| We weren't really so interested in getting the ball in the hole. It was much more exciting to get it back out. |
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| This one. Right here. |
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| First, murder Daddy. |
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| Then, eat some delicious sand. Make sure you have a runny nose, so you wind up with a sandstache. |
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| Just kidding about the murdering Daddy part! Unfortunately not about the sand eating... |
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| Sand is so fun to mush your hands in |
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| And put in other people's shoes |
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| It makes a lovely gift |
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| You can let it run through your fingers while someone tries to eat your head |
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| Or while ignoring the ocean |
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| Eventually, you should probably check out the ocean too |
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| Especially those bubbles the waves leave on the sand... |
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| But be careful! The ocean always comes back... |