Welcome to my new front door! I'm not ready to invite you in just yet as it's not quite ready, but we're working on it. (Pardon the fingers, my Grandpa is teaching me to whistle.)
I'm pretty sure that behind this door is our new home, although it's confusing because my Dad keeps saying it's awful nice of the Bank to let us stay here.
It has been an embarrassing amount of time since my last post, and I just wanted to check in and let everyone know that carrot juice is enjoyable in small doses, I like to cheers before I drink, and I eventually found my gumboots just in time for them to be too small.
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