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Happy Birthday!~


Today is my hubby and his twin brother's birthday. Happy Birthday Ronnie and Donnie (the dirty one on the end belongs to me, he had worked all day and had to go straight to Ronnie's)! We had a birthday bash at Ronnie's last night for my daughter, Allen, Ronnie, and Donnie. My daughter's was May 23rd, my nephew, Allen's was June 8th, and Ronnie and Donnie's is June 9th, so Happy Birthday to all!

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Missie said…
My sister's husband's name is Donny and his twin brother's name is Ronny! They must have been popular names for twin boys.
June 9, 2009 at 4:47 PM
Sugar said…
HB to dh & brother!
glad it was a nice party. :)
hb to everyone. ;)
huggies...
June 9, 2009 at 5:42 PM
Lisa said…
Happy Birthday to all of you! That's a lot of birthdays! Much hugs... hope you are doing well!
Lisa in Kentucky
June 9, 2009 at 6:15 PM
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