a visit to Great-Great-Grammy

Last month, we dropped the minivan off for an oil change. While it was there, we wandered with our scooters around to the local park and then over to Great-Great-Grammy's.


Someone needed a bandaid, and Great-Great-Grammy pulled out her band-aid tin. (Why don't they sell band-aids in tins anymore?)


We took pictures with Great-Great-Grammy.





Then we were on our way with our scooters to pick up the minivan.

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