THEY CALLED ME "BRIGHT EYES": THREE DAYS, THREE SOMBREROS AND NOTHING LEFT BUT RAISINS...

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Sunday, September 18, 2005

THREE DAYS, THREE SOMBREROS AND NOTHING LEFT BUT RAISINS...

Picture this: A family of six with two dogs and an entourage of neighborhood kids tagging along as we go on our daily walks to prepare for the toughest trip we've ever made. Of course, the walks weren't as much to get the four of us kids in shape as it was to prepare Mom and Dad. Nevertheless, every... Sign in to see full entry.

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