Welp. You missed our birthdays. Nice job. I'm now officially 22 (which might I add is my softball number--hoorah) and Dewy is the ripe old age of 26.
The picture of me is from last year. Lame. This year for our birthdays we decided to take each other shopping. I bought Dewy some shorts, tennis shoes, and spankin new golf shoes and he in turn splurged on two dresses, a pair of earrings, and a pair of sandals.
We celebrated with our families, and we greatly appreciated all the gifts they spoiled us with.
We basically have the best families ever.
Please ignore that Dewy's cake has the number 70 on it.
He had to share with my grandma. Ha.
His 26 is on the other side.
The picture of me is from last year. Lame. This year for our birthdays we decided to take each other shopping. I bought Dewy some shorts, tennis shoes, and spankin new golf shoes and he in turn splurged on two dresses, a pair of earrings, and a pair of sandals.
We celebrated with our families, and we greatly appreciated all the gifts they spoiled us with.
We basically have the best families ever.
Please ignore that Dewy's cake has the number 70 on it.
He had to share with my grandma. Ha.
His 26 is on the other side.
2 thoughts:
hey bambi ;) how did you do your header? my blog needs some help!
Amber, I am SO fond of the picture of you blowing out your candles! I love your face.
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