My Grampy is the sweetest, most sentimental man ever. He left this note on the counter for me since he was at work when we arrived.
My Grandparents (The jurry is still out on what they are going to be called. They seem to like the old fashioned Grandma and Grandpa, but my vote is for the more personal Grammy and Grampy).
I spent A LOT of time hangin out in this chair since my parents made me leave my swing at home.
I was baptized at the church my mom grew up in. She was baptized, confirmed, and married here.
We spent a couple of days in San Luis and I got to watch everyone eat at the Habit and Firestone's. They promised to take me back one day, we'll see.
Grammy bought me a hat because it was too cold and it looked like it was made for me.
We spent a lot of time hangin out like this.
I am still trying to get better at being a "picture taking" kind of person. It's a work in progress.
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