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Stella standing in Aunt Mella's yard. |
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Running through the grass. Boy is there a lot of it up here!! |
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Meeting one of the neighbors. |
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On the porch in our new shirt. |
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Stella getting a lotta love from Aunt Mella. |
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The cool one hanging out with Dad. Boy is it nice out here. |
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Now that the tough part is over...
(Anyone who has tried to wash Stella's hair can understand the above VERY well.) |
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Uh Oh!! Let's keep this one from getting out. It could ruin us later. |
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Oh No!! She's loose! She's Loose! Somebody grab her!! |
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Finally meeting Aunt Mary. That's one thing that Daddy is sorry about. That Stella never got to meet Grandmom Rocchi. Well this is the next best thing! |
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