Some of my favorite memories from childhood involve trips to my Grandma’s and playing in the attic with my cousins. Usually it was the two Vargo boys, but every now and then Uncle Doug and Aunt Kathy would drive up and there would then be eight of us to play. Cousins are special and I am so thankful for the time my kiddos get with theirs.
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Little is zeroed in on her green iPod!