The kids were our wedding party. Brannon the best man, and April the maid of honor. They're all grown up and out of the nest now. Seems like just yesterday we were talking about drivers licenses and curfews.
*wonders...is that piece of frozen cake still in Mother's freezer?*
Who is the skinny girl? WHO? And with the bare feet. Some things never change. The curled toes give away the giddiness over all the presents. I love presents!
Cake, presents, unconditional love. What more could a girl ask for? It was perfect.


