Dane recently went pheasant hunting over a long weekend. He tried to make me jealous that I was home with our children while he was out having fun by sending me pictures of his luxurious motel and room.
Motel...seriously? If you look closely, you can see flamingos in the grass as "decor".
and the room...4 beds?
I asked him kindly to stop sending me pictures. I couldn't take much more.
The kids and I ventured out to burn some energy. This is what we parked by at Target. The kids wouldn't stop talking about it. "He" was from Montana and had a Christmas tree in the back of "his" truck. He just starred at us.
and then dad returned home with gifts in tow.
Friday, December 16, 2011
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