We got along great. I kind of didn't want to leave his big comfy lap. Between his buttons and his beard, I could've played there all day. And that funny girl with the pointy ears and the squeaky toy, she was a hoot.
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I'm not like Auntie Erin. I did'nt cry the first time I went to see Santa. Sorry Erin!
Great Auntie kay, Vancouver, BC.
Looks so much like Tristan
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