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What a Weekend

(Allright, this is my second attempt to do this post. I guess blogger was down, because it ate my post. Talk about one peeved ass girl.)

This weekend, the guys were hard at work buliding lovely benches for Amy and I. They designed, constructed and painted the benches themselves.
Here is Clint hard at work. Isn't he one sexy bitch?

This is my lovely bench and sign that he made to go along with it. I

I guess you can tell we are devoted Texans.
Here is the bench and sign that Mike made for Amy.

Now, let me show you what happens when the Mommies are acting like dorks (we are determined to bring back the side pony tail...GOOOOOOOOO EIGHTIES)

and Daddies are tring to make benches. Babies do bad things and get in lots of trouble (this is a re-enactment of course).


I would also like to thank Becky (sweet cheeks), Erik, and Jenny for their unexpected generosity to the Walk for the Cure (Breast Cancer). You guys are the shit!!!!!!

I also want ya'll to go visit ArmyWifeToddlerMom's site. She has a cool auction happening. It is definently worth the time to check it out.

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