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Jon, my cousin. |
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Carmen, his fiancee. (Well, at the time I'm writing this, they're already married.) |
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Kelly. |
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Me and Sue. |
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Auntie Helen on the left, Uncle George on the right. |
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Kris and Uncle Bill. |
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Me and Auntie Chris. |
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Adam. |
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Deanne on the right. |
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Matthew, who is Kelly and Kris's kid. |
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Alyssa. |
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Matthew decided to use his little bubble blower to wash his toy car. Sweet. |
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Here's some videos. |
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Later, Tyler (Jennifer and Todd's kid) showed up too. |
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Jon and Carmen drove me back to Wrigleyville on their way out of town, so I had a couple beers with them. |
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Oh, right, Adam too. |
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Later that night... |
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Yay for drunken street fights. Nobody we knew was involved. |