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Ess and Mykala went to the Bluegrass and Old Time Music Festival when I was gone, and it turns out it was unbelievably hot there. Ess was melting. Mykala was melting. They went home and got cooled down.
Excitement, fear, fire, birthday, baked goods, smoke, relief, clapping. It’s all there, in under 30 seconds.
Essie’s birthday party was held the last day she was two; this is that evening. She turned three the next day.
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