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\’c3\’82\’c2\~Judah has newly discovered the joy of kicking balls.\par
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\’c3\’82\’c2\~In the bathroom of the beachhouse we stayed in there was a lovely basket to hold towels:\par
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\’c3\’82\’c2\~Below is one of my better pictures of the basketball tournament: Michael is guarding his brother Sam (on the opposite team)\’c3\’82\’c2\~- or the other way around, I’m not sure.\par
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\’c3\’82\’c2\~Michael reads to Judah and Uncle Zane at the beachhouse:\par
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Judah and Uncle Zane together on the beach, after a kite flying expedition:\par
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