Last night, we trekked 2 miles to get a dozen Tim Hortons donuts for this morning. Emery yelling to Leanna and I from the hotel bathroom this morning: "Have you ever seen someone sitting on the toilet, eating a donut, for reals? I am."
Thats My Girl!
I was sitting at Customs looking for ways to get stopped so that we could stay one more night. I don't think that fast.
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