I love, love, love it when our friends from Roosevelt use us for a landing pad, literally this is what happens when dads pass out on the couches and moms are to busy talking to be good moms. We just keep telling these to to go to bed. They did we had to push Reagans feet away from the door. so fun when friends come in for a visit even if it is only for 6 hours in the middle of the night. love it.
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