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| Dad, can each of us have our own, Rianne and Teagan won't share. . . |
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| How do I sit in it? You don't Brielle, you push it...(Princesses, can't live with em'...) |
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| Follow me! |
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| Air Teagan! |
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| I think we're lost. |
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| I'm getting dizzy . . . must have . . .Starbucks...cake...pops...need...sugar... |
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| Look at that, feel better already. |
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| Everyone get in the picture. |
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| Um, Dad, that's going to be a lonely picture. |
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| Why do you have to take a picture of everything? |
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| C'mon ducks... |
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| It's like they're sisters, just kind of sitting around in the water. |
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| Just sitting around with your sisters. What fun is that? |
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| Do you think they'll come after us? |
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| When you come home and see a light-saber and a Moscow Mule on the table. |
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| A rather sad looking setup, until Teagan explains that this isn't a fallen paper airplane.... |
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| It's a Star Destroyer ... I know there are multiple intelligences, but Imperial intelligence I haven't seen before. I'm worried they won't recognize this kind of ability in a regular curriculum....seeya next week! |
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