Kacey came home last night. We hung out. We went out. We baked applesauce blueberry muffins and bought yoga pants together.
Now, Kacey and I have never really gotten along all that well. By the time she popped out of the womb, Kayla and I had pretty much already bonded into the dynamic duo that we're known as today. Kacey spent the majority of her childhood lounging on Tom and Geri's gigantic cat pillow while Kayla and I were off doing awesome things like dancing and coloring and doing awesome Barbie needle crafts. But I like Kacey, and we get along sometimes.
It was nice that she came home.
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