True and funny stories from the lighter side of raising my sons and daughter. As the Southern mama of this crew, I'm usually somewhere between "Bless your hearts!" and "Y'all act like you got some sense!" If we ever need to find our way home, we just follow the trail of red clay and glitter.
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Friday, February 23, 2018
Round Here
While riding with Bran in his truck today, he turned to me and said, "Hank Williams Jr. A Country Boy Can Survive. Best. Song. EVER." Yup. He's from around here.
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