While the lights were out, Dustyn and I were playing Cranium in the candle light.
(Kamie drawing the perfect picture of a couch and TV)
Dustyn: Hmm.. Oh... Potato Couch.
Kamie: Potato Couch?
Dustyn: Yah, Potato Couch.
Kamie: Don't you mean Couch Potato?
Dustyn: I am the son of Myrna.
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And like me, I am not only the child of Myrna, but the gandchild of Milton. I promise, there is still a reason to name this gnetic link too. You think I'm just Marva to myrna? Oh, no no. And as fabulous as I was with names at age 28, myrna and milton have taken over the name waves in my brain during the last 5 years especially. NOT SO FUNNY and yet IT IS! Love ya!
you guys make me laugh.
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