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Tomorrow, I'll watch Andrew graduate. I've been day dreaming all day. I remembered the day Elizabeth was born and he cried because he wanted his mommy to put that baby down and get out of bed and go on a walk with him. I remember when he fell down the stairs when he was like four and said "I feel busy" instead of dizzy. I remember when we told two year old Lacey that Cinncinati was a bad word. We would secretly watch tv shows in the basement that my mom didn't like, like Pete and Pete and Clarissa Explains it All. I remember when we both went to camp at Ogelthorpe and my dad snuck us pizzas in. I remember when he roller bladed down a big hill and totally wiped out and lost a tooth. And I remember when he went to prom with Katherine...
Andrew has been such a wonderful brother, and stepped up so much in the family when my parents split. I know its just mississippi, he's not dying, but wow, times are a changing round here.
3 comments:
awww...it was kind of strange.
that's really sweet..but i didn't lose a tooth...i didn't even chip one
yes you did!
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