Erica was the flower girl at our wedding. Her dad is a high school buddy of Dad’s. We had her over to babysit one day and the boys instantly thought she was the best thing since processed sugar. Charles, who we had previously had to leave melted down in a puddle of tears at our departure, just gave a vague wave at us when we said goodbye. With that, Erica’s fate was sealed.

For the last couple of years, Erica has looked after the children during the summer, when Corwin is out of school.

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AKA: MissE EricaK

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