Well, you always know they're going to have a good time when I leave them with Glenn. When I returned, Glenn said Ian spent most of the night hanging out on high surfaces wanting to be notified every 60 seconds. That is how often he was "set" for. Each minute, he would slowly twist and wave in a mechanical way, pretending to be one of mom's decorations.
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I can't believe Ian can fit on the ledge. I think I had a small heart attack.
So do you think you can have the plane make a wee detour and stop in SLC so we can see you for a minute?
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