The boys had a lot of fun in Nanny's wagon. It was nostalgic for me to watch the boys being pulled by my mom in that wagon because I grew up watching my little brother Dallas being pulled in it. I remember we always took the wagon camping, and he would often fall asleep in it, bent in half, head resting on his knees. The boys look just like Dallas did when he was little- blonde, blue eyes, chubby legs. He is the sole reason I was okay with having boys. I loved him so much growing up. And now I love my boys so much!
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So, I decided that these pictures are probably the most unflattering angles of me you could get. THANKS!
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