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I feel like this story illustrates well what it was like growing up in the Clifford household. You see, Tuesday at Christopher's birthday party my dad told us to follow him outside because he had something for each of us in his car. What could it be?


Oh. Boxes of kind of good cereal (note that Elizabeth and I ended up with double Raisin Brans and the boys with sugary delights).

They were on sale, I totally understand and appreciate it, but it's also kind of funny...just like the faces of each of my siblings here:

I particularly love the itty-bitty Casty McScowlface.