Azalea Stumps

Today was not one of out usual Saturdays: we didn’t have BCT (Brucey Cuddle Time, and this was the first time I came up with that acronym for it) and we didn’t go out for breakfast. We got up at about a quarter past 8:00, took showers and, when Amanda’s dad, Phil Mercer, got here …

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