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Eilidh is fifteen. The only things she requested were that her birthday be coloured pink, that she has waffles for breakfast, a banana chocolate chip cake for afternoon tea, and that we all wear tiaras with our dinner.
And we all will.
Posted at 04:55 PM in happy things of awe and wonder | Permalink
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