Wednesday, December 31, 2008


  • I thought I'd write this in here, it's kind of past tense, but I forgot about it and now remembered. On Christmas Eve Mica kept telling my Grandpa, his Great Grandpa to go downstairs with him. Mica was very persistent about my Grandpa needing to go downstairs with him. Finally about about the 5th time of asking, my Grandpa said, "Why do you want to go downstairs Mica?" Mica said, "To get some chocolate Grandpa Kent." The reason why it's so funny is because right in the next room there was a whole table full of cookies and chocolate set out for anyone to have.

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