Cutting Trisha's hair. She only let me cut of an inch!
The Elders so kindly smashed a cup cake in to our front windshield and I could barely see out. Some kids laugh and asked us " Are thoes cup cakes?" when we pulled up to the gas station.
yet again the Elders placing more sweets on our car.
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