Janiece and I enjoy breakfast at the Julian Hotel. They turn out a pretty good spread. The Granola is homade and the pancakes are filled with apples.
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Well Mom, I see Dad is following you around with a camera. Your grandkids feel your pain as I torture them the same way. "oh no, is this going on the BLOG?"
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