My People.

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Nothing like an afternoon and evening spent with My Littles; My People.

It was rowdy and out of control and completely wild — exactly as it should be. My last time as just us. As my littlest, Police officwer told me, Auntie, I’ll even let your baby awest me AND wear my police hat.

I do believe that’s called love.

Being with them is so healing and grounding. That’s what good family does.

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