I don't know why Gramma Rosie laughs when she looks at this picture. Drew and I are showing our good looks, our indiviuality and our charm. We are keeping everyone so busy that you would think they wouldn't have time to think about who looks like who. I'll never understand adults. On the otherhand, I can't complain because Gramma went out in the wind and rain with me so I coud run through all of the mud puddles on the trail. Finally, my feet were soaked and I got cold enough to tell her, "All done." "Pick me up." Gramma Rosie picked me up and carried me up the "tallest mountain."
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