Miles: Mama, I miss you. I miss our house.
Mama: I know Miles. We miss you soo much, the house misses you too.
Miles: Come get me now.
Mama: You're gonna ride the airplane soon with gramma and papa and daddy and I are gonna pick you up from the airport.
Miles: But I want you to get me now.
Mama: Oh, I wish I had super long arms to reach all the way over there in Hawaii so I can pick you up and bring you here.
Miles: But you don't. You have short arms. I wish I had super long arms... fire hose arms that are sooo long I can pick you up over there.
Mama: Oh, that would be nice--and funny looking!
Miles: And, if I see a fire, I'll use my fire hose arms to put the fire out. And if there's an empty pool, with no water--I'll fill the pool up with water from my fire hose arms!
Happy 27th Birthday Uncle Ewick!!!
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