Hit the Trunks residence for a nice sit down over pot roast and our new record for sulfites consumed. Jordan and I took a backseat as we let the girls get crazy last night and do their worst (which was pretty bad) and, like any good sleepover, turned into a dance party with the men eventually taking the children from the room as to not witness their mothers at their most raucous. All I can say is thank goodness these girls have already found themselves husbands. Jordan & myself consoled each other with half glances of pity and concern. Oh and the babies had fun too.
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