I don't know what I did. I posted pics on my site, but they posted on Jennifer's site. What the heck? Anyway, these are some pics from Easter at Dad's house.
It's all good. Nice to see all those people again. I can never remember all the Tanner boys. I can remember Jacob and Stephen and Andrew. There's always one I forget. Dang it! Good to see Emily since she was in France over Christmas. I don't think children should be allowed to go to Europe before their parents. It's not natural.
Shane and I were doing homework in a coffee shop tonight and there were some girls sitting a few tables away planning their trip to Europe and pissing us off. "Oh, well, I think we need to stay at least five days in Belgium, then Paris and Germany and Norway and.... oh we've just got so much money to throw around we don't know what to do with it!"
and yeah, I was like, "whoa, I didn't think Mom was going to St. Louis for Easter... dang I must be out of the loop pretty bad." ha. crazy Becky.
ok mom let's go to Europe together. I'll pretend to be your butler and everything. We can get lost in the Louvre for a few weeks and I'll translate all the french and order you up some yummy food.
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I don't know what I did. I posted pics on my site, but they posted on Jennifer's site. What the heck?
Anyway, these are some pics from Easter at Dad's house.
It's all good. Nice to see all those people again. I can never remember all the Tanner boys. I can remember Jacob and Stephen and Andrew. There's always one I forget. Dang it! Good to see Emily since she was in France over Christmas. I don't think children should be allowed to go to Europe before their parents. It's not natural.
Shane and I were doing homework in a coffee shop tonight and there were some girls sitting a few tables away planning their trip to Europe and pissing us off. "Oh, well, I think we need to stay at least five days in Belgium, then Paris and Germany and Norway and.... oh we've just got so much money to throw around we don't know what to do with it!"
and yeah, I was like, "whoa, I didn't think Mom was going to St. Louis for Easter... dang I must be out of the loop pretty bad." ha. crazy Becky.
ok mom let's go to Europe together. I'll pretend to be your butler and everything. We can get lost in the Louvre for a few weeks and I'll translate all the french and order you up some yummy food.
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