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Isn't the weather just gorgeous. I wonder if this is our makeup for a crappy weather May? We went up to the park and walked around the lake. Emily insisted on pulling the wagon the first 1/2 mile. We were cruising so slow. My husband has such patience (he hates even walking slow), but loves doing it with the family. Several 60+ year olds limped by us, but we had fun. She let me drive going down the slopes, I worry the wagon will jump up and catch her feet. Emily finally hopped in the last 1/4 mile, but only to keep Dallas company, not because she was tired, although she was pretty upset there was no snack.
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