Grams and I spent some quality time on Friday while Mommy finished her Psychopathology class. We met Uncle Lynn and Aunt Cheryl at Cracker Barrel just off the interstate. . . They drove down to Alabama from Michigan to pick up their new motorcycle. Much to Mommy's delight, I didn't really like it. Of all the forms of transportation in the world, motorcycles are her least favorite (at least for those she loves) ;)
As you can see, we had a great time! ;)
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