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Monday, April 27, 2009
Different day, different lizard
Abigail just picked the poor lizard right up, almost squeezing it to death. She has quite the love grip. Andrew and Dad let the lizard walk on their shirt and arm...not me, though. In fact, the lizard got loose at one point and jumped on my shirt, causing me to scream like a little girl.
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