
Me and Crockett at derby prom.

Me and mom doing our best supermodel faces.

Me and dad, the frequent and fabulous commenter.

Me and the tiniest sprinter, under our um-brella-ella-ella-ella (we were singing to that song, which is why we dared open an umbrella in the house).

Me and my Cloey.

Me and my Maida.
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