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  • It's been over three months since I've spent time with you, Remy. Three months is a long time when you've just turned 3. I brought some toys, which were well received, but you started right where we left off last time... driving Oma's car. You love to honk the horn and pop the trunk. This time you discovered how to recline the seats, open the hood, glove box and the secret compartment I didn't even know was there. We looked up the steering tilt mechanism you found in the owner's manual, but couldn't make it work. After all, this is a cheap (jeep?) car, a 1985 Honda Civic.

    As I was driving home, I received a text from your Dad: Remy said "Oh No!" Oma left her toys here.
    Have fun with them, Remy dear.
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