Taking Oma & Opa to the Airport
July 12th 2011 It’s Tuesday morning, Kirsten has already gone down for breakfast. I’m behind her in the next few minutes. I have my suitcase and leave it by the front door. I’m looking around to see where Kirsten, Oma and Opa are, I can’t find them. I’m opening each door and theirs no one there.
Finally I open this door and there they are, everyone’s looking at me as where you been. Are you hi
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