
Well, the hills were the last part that I saw. I remember stopping at a big petrol station for some snacks and dinner before catching a doze. I woke up the next morning sniffing some air which was a bit fresher than what I am used to.
Here I am giving dad a lecture about dragging sand into the house. Does he not realise that I need to crawl on those floors. Its hurts my knees. If anything it gives me more motivation to stand up and try to walk. I am nearly one already you know.

Oh man, that sand is so cool. Too bad the weather did not play the game because I think I would have dug to be out there more often.
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