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I had so much fun with my cousin Pierson. We played together the whole time. We played together in the mornings when we first got up.
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We ate all our meals together.
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We played together in the afternoon, until...
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things went bad...
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very bad. I'm not sure what my mom is doing to Pierson here?
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Yep. Things went from bad to worse. At this point, I just wanted to shout to all the adults standing around, "Hello! We're tired of pictures!" But they just kept taking them.
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The whole family for Thanksgiving.
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Pierson, Great Aunt Lynda, and me.
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My Great Grandparents. My Great Grandad had magic arms that could just put me right to sleep.
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Pierson, my Grandparents, and me.