The other day my Mom, my sister Makenzie, and I laughed about how our husbands would wrestle us before we had children. That was a long time for me, y'all. Brian would tell me what the holds were and get me all wrapped up. I'm not ashamed to say I'm a biter and I know where to pinch. And I'm not good at wrestling. Brian is the youngest child in his family and he was folded up in the pull-out couch and then sat on by his older siblings. What goes around comes around, I guess. (I never put my younger siblings in danger like that. Unless you count trying to hoist baby Makenzie up in the bucket elevator to our tree house. What?)
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I love that picture of Brian reminding me how much fun it was to watch him do his stuff. I just know I didn't help him pick out his sock that day. Love, Mom
So funny we noticed the same thing I am sure he picked out his own socks that day.
HAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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