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Proud Wife

While I was in Atlanta leaning all about the new product lines for PartyLite
(just a teaser)

my wonderful hubby was home with the girls! This is his third year with them on his own and he is always so willing to let me go for the week. This year he surprised me a bit more than usual. Normally I come home to a nicely put back together house. This year it looked the same (if not worse) - but NO complaints from me. They had an amazing time together. Now he didn't take them all over SC by himself (his mom did go with him) but just the same amazed that he even thought about it.

On Thursday he took them to Hampton Plantation. Which was actually built by the Horry Family however many hundreds of years ago.

Then on Friday he tried to take them to Cypress Gardens but ended up downtown Charleston because they got there too close to closing.

Still ready to go out yet again - they all went to the beach on Saturday. Which I must confess he got in trouble for as it was Samantha's first time. Fortunately for him he got some really good pictures!

And better than all of this...he got them up Sunday morning and was 3 minutes early to church!
So as much as I know that I shouldn't brag...I just cannot help bragging on him this year! The girls loved the time that they spent together with there Daddy and were waking up each morning asking where they were going to go today! And even though they were having a great week while I was away (and no we really don't do all this fun stuff on a regular basis as we would like to) it overjoyed my heart when Catherine flew out the door to greet me, Sammy Lynn wouldn't stop saying "my mommy" and jumped into my arms, and Becca cheerfully awoke from her not long enough nap to snuggle me. It didn't hurt that my hubby was happy to see me too! And yes I was more than ready to be back to them!

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