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So Ridiculously Happy To Be Home


Just got home from our best vacation ever... seriously. Ever. And I can't wait to tell you all about it!

For now, I just have to say that I have the cutest little boys in the world! Dang, I love them!


And for now, I also just have to say that I am very, super, really happy to sleep in my own bed.

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Hailey said…
I'm so glad you're home safe and sound and that you had a beyond awesome vacation, but I AM sad to report that we attended a neighborhood BBQ at the Browns and I missed seeing you!

Next time, hopefully...
grandma jojo said…
come back soon. i miss all of you so much. i know what you mean about being very, super, really happy to sleep in your own bed ~ can't beat your own bed.
gald to see and hear you made it home safe and sound and all in one piece.
love you.
Glad you got the opportunity to have a vacation. I also was glad you had a chance to stop by seeing Cathy and Richard. It was a really nice of you surprising them :-) She was really felt love by two of you including Heather and Dru!

Who would blame you for wanting to sleep on your own bed?! Glad you all got home safe and sound.

See you in July! Love you all..
Alifinale said…
They are the cutest boys! Glad you had a good vacation.
Neva said…
I LOVE THOSE CUTE BOYS SO MUCH! I'm so happy you had a good time and now you're home. See you soon!
Love you, Granny
Aimee said…
Thanks for talking me into ditching school on Saturday. It was so worth it! Love you guys.
Rachie said…
yes, your boys could all be models!
Deby said…
What a cute picture! I can't wait to see you guys in July!

A good vacation is good for the soul.
Abs said…
I love them! It was so fun to see all of you. I wish I would have come down earlier... next time Remi and I will be there for the whole week!

I miss you guys! Love you!
kelly said…
we missed you guys!
Coontz Clan said…
I miss Disneyland!! And I will agree you do have the cutest little boys! (I can say that because mine aren't little anymore)

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