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Well the girls are gone. My brother has been lucky enough (he probably doesn't look at it that way) to be at home with the them quite a bit. Today he sent me this text, "they call the couch a soft bench". I'm going to miss them so bad. Their vocabulary is so wacked, I love it.

Fly safely girls.

On another note, I finally finished this quilt. I made it when I was in seventh grade but never finished the edging. It's about time right? My favorite thing about it is the quilt job. My aunt had it machine quilted for my birthday one year and I love it.

Ain't it pretty?