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Bank Account, Bibs & Marathon
 
   Mom finally opened a bank account for me. She’s been saying she would do that for as long as I can remember. She says I have to wait until I’m 18 to get into it though--or married, or in college. Whichever comes first--as long as it’s not marriage that is. I told her she was married at 18, and she told me to shhh!
   Mom bought me some more bibs today, we’re finally using them. They had been in the closet the whole time. But now since I’m using a bottle (and a little bit of the spoon), we’re going through them like crazy. I just can’t help but spilling and I like my clothes nice and clean. Dad said not to worry if I mess them up, I’ll just outgrow them in a couple months.
   I forgot to mention in my last post (it’s been so busy) that Grandma Deb finished her first half a marathon! YEAH! Wow, Grandma Deb, Grandpa Russ, Grandma Pam and Dad (he’s training for one). I asked Mom when her marathon would be. She said the closest thing I’m going to get to a marathon is the corner candy store half a block away.
Wednesday, May 10, 2006