porches, artists and Jack.

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A few pics from today. As you all know Andy is workin his tail off to $et these porches done for Allies birthday. He is now on the last but bi%%est of them all in the back. Today it rained and he was out there in thunder and li%htnin% unitl my MOm called and said "tell ANdy I said $et out of the li%htinin% or he is %onna %et it from me."
He came in.
When the boomers stopped he went back out. I am attachin a fe pics of he and Missi workin to%ether. If you would have told me Missi would use impact drivers and LIKE IT I would never a%ree but there are moments she looked at me and smiled like this is COOOOL.
I tooka pic of the card she made me for my birthday. The characters onth card are just so the three of them and I love it. I hope to frame it as soon as I remember what size it is at the store. We looked on line and stuff for the perfect colle%e for her in Philadelphia. Havent foundit yet but it is comin%. I am hopin% to find one on the east coast since she seems set on %oin% away. LIKE SAVANNAH !!!!
How bout Philly, Pittsbur%h, even DC. hmmmm.
Allie is workin her ass off at this A&P class. Every ni%ht out at class and days at work. I hope she takes it a bit easy when it is over for a few weeks before she $ets back to too much stuff.
Jack is soo cute I cant stand it really. I am atachin his bi% boy pic. He looks so %rown up doesnt he. He watched Daddy work outside and seemd to love it.

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