From the impromptu ice cream cake bash we held two days before the movers came:
And just to show that I have absolutely no pride (and like to post bad photos of my family), here are two closeups from the first party shot.
Notice how your grandmother and I look like escaped mental patients with some form of palsy? Sorry, Liza, that's genetic. We used to be cute, just like you, a long, long time ago.
Oh, and in case anyone wants a trip down memory lane, here's a link to Liza's birthday post last year.
Oh, and in case anyone wants a trip down memory lane, here's a link to Liza's birthday post last year.
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