I love the memories I have of us as little girls playing with our American girl dolls and jumping on the tramp for hours. Growing up She lived in Arizona, so one summer I worked around the house for my parents and saved up enough money to fly out to visit her and her family. I'm thinking I was probably 9ish. Later her family moved to Logan so we would take turns in the Summer going to each others homes and staying for a week to hang out. Those were probably the only weeks out of the Summer that I would ride a bike {I have a random fear of ridding bikes... go figure}. I love, love memories especially with this chicka!
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Awwwww thanks Syd!! That was the sweetest post ever. I love you and I love all the fun times we had growing up. I wish so bad that I could see you more often now that we're older. I totally remember spending weeks at a time at each others house in the summer. I remember playing games (especially that murder mystery one, not clue, but I don't remember the name) and watching the price is right on that tiny TV in your kitchen during breakfast in the mornings. I remember always wanting to be like you. You've always been such a great friend. You're the best Syd! Thanks again for this darling post :)
I actually remember you coming home really tan from your Arizona visits! Oh Syd I wanted to see you so bad over Christmas! It is so hard when we both come for such a short time during a crazy time of year. I know that we were with family, but I consider you part of my family, so we need to make some unbreakable plans for the future...
P.S. I still have you Christmas card hanging up!
That is a sweet post Syd! I loved when you would come and stay with us too- do you remember that summer going to a water park and it getting cold and windy and we left early? I think that was when you were there. I remember you didn't love our backyard swimming pool too much- I love how you and Ky are such great friends!
such hotties! i love girltime!!
I love the cousin exchanges and am so glad you and Ky had each other growing up.
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