I asked my son to bring me a towel for my shower & he walks in my room with a trumpet in one hand & rips his wet towel off, now naked & said “Here, it’s the only towel!” I said “Logan cover yourself back up & get the towels from the dryer.” He walked back in my room looking like Hugh Hefner-minus the girls-in a robe, undershirt with socks on– playing his trumpet! Lord that boy is a cartoon, just waiting to happen!
Married twenty-two years to my best friend Ryan. I’m the mother of two deviously rotten young adults; Peyton our twenty-one year-old pre-law student and Logan our nineteen-year-old Welder! We’re proud Louisiana natives- (geaux Tigers) whom love traveling and the outdoors. With adventure being our middle name we’re ready to fly, no soar!
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