I'm the baby. No, let me type that a different way. I'm The Baby. That's what my Daddy calls me. That, or Teacher Girl, but The Baby came first. I had to get that out there because now I have a story to tell. It might take a while, so bear with me.

Last night I went with some friends of mine to a livestock auction. We. Had. A. Blast. No kidding. But there was one thing that struck me while we were there. It had hardly anything to do with the auction... it had to do with memories and a little b...
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