It's time that I share the stories behind the name of my beloved blog. I went back and forth about whether or not I should change the name of this blog since over time it has morphed into something different than it's original purpose. But I decided not to, and once I explain it to you, you will see how this "phrase" is perfect for our unique and special family. And my family members are who motivate me to write 90% of the material on this blog. So, there ya go. It all began with a Boyd (my then future husband) meeting a Girl (me). This was literally (I know, I hate that word too) the first time we met. McKinney Avenue Tavern in Dallas, Texas, on December 5, 2010. Big 12 Championship Game vs Nebraska. Memoriesssssssss. My Boyd came with a mini-Boyd (my future stepson) whom I also eventually met once he decided I wasn't a crazy psychopath. (JOKE'S ON HIM! Just kidding..) Sweet Little Sammy - who has 4 when I first met him. This is our first pictur...
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