You sound like a choo-choo train!
This picture got mixed up somewhere in my computer files, or maybe my pregger brain mixed it up. But I had to post this for my memory (and before I post any new updates). On our way home from Blake and Maxine's wedding in Austin, we stopped in Greenville, TX (the ville is pronounced "vull" in Texas by the way) to have dinner with my Papa and Lil at Cracker Barrel. That was such a great treat for me and ME since I don't get to see them often. After we ate, we sat on the "rock rocks" and got to hear the best sound ever...Papa's train whistle. His train whistle is way better than Boxcar Willie's, although I must say that I'm getting pretty good at my own train whistle (yeah right!). The best part is that now everytime we talk about Papa, or ME sees his picture, she calls him "Choo Choo Papa". Thanks, Papa and Lil for swinging over to Greenville to spend a little time with us and for getting ME the dancing pumpkin dog! We love you very much!
1 comment:
What lucky girls you are to have a PaPa who can whistle like a train & Erin I'm afraid what you call your train whistle doesn't sound so much like a choo choo - sorry kid you need lots of practice!
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