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Jun 27, 2014 18:58

My brother brought his dog, Slim, down with them for the weekend. He also brought a Ziploc bag of Slim's food, because, you know, he might get hungry. That bag of food is just sitting on the kitchen counter, where Mom usually puts out snacks.

EVERY SINGLE PERSON IN THIS FAMILY has reached for that bag of dog food. My dad came closest to actually eating it -- he was on his way to his mouth with it when Mom stopped him and told him what it was. But it kind of looks like little chocolate chips. And that's where the snacks go...so...

Lucy and I were hanging out, looking at old photos on my Facebook account. There are lots of her and her sisters. I pointed one out to her that is the wallpaper on my computer at work, and she said "You really treat us like your own children." I told her it was easy when I'm not financially responsible for them in any way, but of course I love them very much and no one in the world loves being an aunt as much as I do. I'm glad she gets how important she is to me. I hope that everyone I love knows just how much I love them...but I don't suppose that's likely or even possible.

nieces, lol

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