While at the parade, my brother's wife, Julia, called to say they were close by. She drove her three girls from Cheyenne, Wyoming. They met us at the Rose Festival. It was a great reunion. It was the first sunny day we had had in a long time.
Parker had missed his nap and fell asleep with a corn dog in hand while Grant was carrying him. He got passed off to me.
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warm greeting for your lovely family ^^!
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