It was a whirl-wind visit and I can't beleive it's come and gone already. The house is too quiet and there is all of a sudden too much empty space.
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Miss this girl, Phil and the ....(Subaru), kids already.
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Not that we're competetive or anything...we can't even sit on the ice for two minutes without going into an impromptue no-hands, butt-scooching competition. Clearly Mollie won, but there is already a rematch scheduled for next Christmas.
Much Monday Love!