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| Maybe we need to hang one inside… |
While waiting for Evelyn’s bus, Jack put Henry in his new hammock and guess what? He loved it.
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| Waiting for Kate to push him. |
Like father like son.
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| I don’t know why Kate always is assigned to rock everyone… |
And like sisters.
(But not me. I’ve had too many bad experiences with hammocks to every truly trust them again).
