This is the face of a happy woman. Why is she so happy, you might ask? Because she is married to this. . .
Paragon of manly masculinity, whose married team won the Turkey Bowl yesterday (I presume, though we left early.)
And whose son is pictured here, flying via Awesome Uncle Jesse.
. . . who also enabled my little stinky bear to fly. Now I tag all y'all to post on your Turkey day!
*Note, these pictures are too small to print. If you need copies, get a CD from me. Sara.
1 comment:
Thanks Jen. I would love some pictures! Also, yes the "married" team kicked the "single" team's butt! It was great. Ryan's (single) little brother was sore the next day. I think he was the only one who scored a touchdown for the single's team. Sadly...it was not enough to beat my husbands fabulous team. (okay, I wasn't really sad.) :)
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