Liv seemed to be the only sad one on stage for their goodbye program. I asked her what made her so sad and she said it was watching the final slideshow of her and all her friends doing things that they wont get to do again together. I teared up with her (it's the pregnancy, I swear) but noticed we were the only ones. I'm amazed at her deep little heart already knowing how to mourn loss. This strikes me as a bittersweet development.
(I think it's slightly humorous saying "mine's the blond one" narrows it down more than saying "mine's the one with glasses.")
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