Happy, happy, happy birthday to my
Sam. I truly must have blinked or
something. I cannot believe that my
guy is 17 years old. Where or where . . .
We have had a fantabulous weekend
celebrating the big 1.7. Everyone
ate boneless chicken wings and
potato wedges and chocolate cake
until it was coming out of their
ears. Today we spent time at one
of our fave spots . . . Red Rock
Hotel. We ate some yummy food
and then we actually got our Dad
to stay for TWO movies. It is HARD
to get him to sneak into a second
movie, but he took one for the
team in honor of the special
occasion.
We are so grateful for our Sam.
He is my right arm and I am
so thankful that he is mine,
mine, mine.
Happy, happy . . .
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