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The Mo'o Quilt Pau

 Dear 'Ohana,

Your quilt is pau. If Santa was making a stop at Camp Bamboo, I'd leave it for him to deliver to you, in Kane'ohe, tonight. He has the magic sleigh. In case he doesn't make it here, I'm sending the quilt on the blog mobile ...




And soon, it will be in a box flying on a plane to you!

😘😘 😘Merry Christmas Bud, Maleka and Carter!!!

The Two Tutus

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