Anyway, Mom and I both had colds before we headed off for the weekend to Pacific Grove for Uncle Drewsy's Wedding celebration, bad timing to be sick. This was the first time I had a real cough and it scared the poo out of me the first night it happened. Me no likey. I woke up crying because it felt like my lungs were trying to jump right out of my little body.
That didn't deter my excitement though, I was ready to roll and even tried to pack early so we could get on the road sooner.
I wanted to spend some good quality time with Uncle Andrew before his big day because from now on, I'll have to share him with Aunt Rochelle.
There were many last details to put in place. Uncle Marv and Aunt Leigh came over to help too. Uncle Marv said I'd get a dollar for each time I said his name. I'm not sure what I use a dollar for but you better believe I mastered "Marv" and said it as often as I possibly could!!!! Sweet!Good times!
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