A Photo Essay of an Early Morning Visit to Miranda's House,
by Catherine Johnson
by Catherine Johnson
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| Catherine arrived in Calgary and the next morning she slipped over to watch the girls while Michael was being driven to kindergarden |
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| There is nothing more fun than getting reacquainted with an aunt who has stayed at your house before. No matter that you call her every other aunt's name. |
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| Just one picture before we begin to play this morning. |
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| Betty begins to sing, "Here's a ball for baby ...." |
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| "Here's the way the baby, plays a peek-a-boo." |
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| And "Here's the way the baby plays a-peek-a-boo", again. |
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| Pat a cake, pat a cake. The song never grows old. |
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