But this call was special; having spent Saturday with me at a family wedding, Hayley was calling to say that she had spent Sunday being me. She had even rung Grandma insisting that she was Auntie Oe today (completely confusing everyone I think).
Being me, apparently, consists of having a baby in your tummy (although I think she gave birth to her baby a little quicker than I will), and driving around in a red car.
I think that about sums me up right now!
(I don't have a picture of Hayley being me, but here she is helping Grandpa mow the lawn.)
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