I haven't time to post, so you get pictures. See if you can put together the whole story. Maybe later I'll narrate.
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Things happen to me, I write about them. Sometimes it's sweet, usually it's snarky. This blog is the true story of what happens when two adults and a bad beagle live in a house with two toddler boys. Take the whole bunch and transplant them in Georgia. Think you can handle all that suspense and excitement? Join us. Never teach a pig to sing. It wastes your time and annoys the pig.
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My takeaways...your kids are really cute; the towel on the chair might be better on the table; your house looks nice and is amazingly clean for being shown in candid shots of children under 5, in Georgia, they have the cheesy part of Tex-Mex down. Can't tell about the food. Am I close?
My goodness, they are getting soo big but are soo cute :)
I'm not very witty, so I will just say how adorable your wee pigs are!
That was pretty much dead on, except the clean house part. My house is never clean, it's impossible. Honestly, if it wasn't for Gus eating food off the floor, table and chairs, we would be living in squalor.
I know! They're like two actual BOYS now! Kind of scary.
Aw, thanks.
Great pictures! What fun those boys must be!
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