woohoo! it's the holidays! These past days went by fast. We made gingerbread houses but Penelope's was ruined because Weston sat on it. I gave him $10 when he finally agreed. Last week my dad told me to pack because we were going on vacation TODAY. We arrived at the worst spot ever. It was in the middle of nowhere! Away from my friends! It was a farm, my grandpas. It's strange to think my mother was from the city and my dad grew up on a farm. Oh boy... we're getting out of the car.
~Fifteen minutes later~
All that guy does is garden! what's crazy than that! And he falls asleep, ALOT!
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