On 17 júní (Independence Day) you put on your national dress and your baby blue wig and go downtown. It was so much fun. Dad got to push me and bump into all the people on purpose that bumped into him with their strollers the last 30 years or so. He also invited everyone we met to our garden and then we barbecued almost 100 hot dogs.
5 months ago
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