Last weekend "Granma & Granpa" watched Izzi while Jake and I went to our National Board packing day. We swapped cars and they took her to the Game Farm. She hasn't stopped telling us the stories about the an-mals and the buff-lo and the peacocks and granma and granpa and peacocks and buff-lo. Over and over and over again. You get the picture. I'm glad she had a lot of fun--but everytime we get in the car she uses her "mag-i-nashun" to tell us all about her morning out on the town.
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is there a way to get these photos in a larger format?
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