Last night, Dylan's friend -Preston, came over for a couple hours. They had fun playing -although Dylan was pretty much a brat. He took away Preston's toys and said "mine" and then would go and tell him, "sorry, presson, sorry " and give him a kiss. Preston did well other than being afraid of my cats. This is a picture of them having a snack and watching a movie.
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Did it bring back memories of how much of a brat Ashton was when you came and stayed with me? Isn't it fun? At least he told him sorry! Ha! Cute!
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