Proof that we are hillbillies.
It was not good enough that I play the banjo for Evangeline while mom was out. Instead she had to commandeer the instrument and entertain her sister herself. She really can pluck out a tune, and Irene totally loves it, as is evidenced by her blurry legs.
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| Irene saw how we are descending into hillbillydom and decided to put on a Freud beard for the first time. Someone has to bring some seriousness around here. |
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| Isn't this cute? |
Uh oh. I hope Irene isn't put out that Sigmund Freud is trying to take over her tub.
ReplyDeleteHillybilly or not, it looks like fun to us!
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I can see you center stage at shindig on the green in a few years. Can those chickens dance?
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