Our trip to California was probably the most amazing (and expensive) family vacation we ever had. I was seven and a bit gullible, which meant I was easily frightened on the now-defunct Snowflake ride (a trip through a microscope, in which the crystals get bigger and BIGGER) as well as on the Haunted Mansion. And yes, I had the coolest mom, even if she didn't always know it.
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Where ARE you getting these old photos? I can't even find the photos I took in the last couple of years, and here you are dredging up what must be physical photos, scanning them, and getting them in your blog. Damn you!
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