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Father knows best

My daddy was right!
True, but I call mine, Daddy.:) Which some might find that strange. But he's my daddy. So there.

Lots of reasons my daddy's awesome. To name a few...I can call him and ask him anything about religion, faith, the Bible, politics, vitamins, and hunting. You know I have lots of questions about hunting...and he makes a famous chocolate banana pudding! My daddy is a country boy, that loves Jesus and has a huge heart for his family. I love you, daddy. Thank you for always being there for me.

So, back in April I found some boots at the thrift store. Loved them, but yowzer, hard to get on, and even harder getting them off. I was bummed. But my kiddos enjoyed the show of mommy and the boot pulling. There was no way I was going to be able to wear them. My cowboy-boots-wearing daddy suggested I get a boot-jack. Said, okay, good idea. When I see a place that sells western stuff. So my poor tight boots just stayed in my closet. Til today!
The boys and I went to the thrift store again, looking for Halloween costumes. Found me some more cute boots! Yeah, these were tight too. Low and behold, happen to see a western store in the same shopping center as the thrift. Got me some boot-hooks too! yeehaw!;) I'd say, we're in business now! I might have said hallelujah when I tested out my new boot tools.:)

Hope your weekend rocked! Ours did.

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