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  1. Nothing like a fort – I remember summer and my grandmother letting us take old quilts and drape them over chairs in the back yard. She let us eat peanut butter sandwiches cut into little triangles and drink seven-up in those aluminum glasses that probably poisoned us all. One of my favorite memories. I also remember she had a wooden sidewalk – board sides with slats nailed across them. There was space between the slats to let the water run through and I was always scared of what might live under there. Gives me shivers thinking about it LOL
    Hope you got to spend lots of fort time with Matthew this weekend!

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