Sing it with me.
Celebrate good times, come on! (Let's celebrate!)
There's a party goin' on right here
A celebration to last throughout the years
So bring your good times, and your laughter too
We gonna celebrate your party with you
Why are we celebrating, you ask? Well, Shannon fit into her tightest pair of jeans today! And she shook her groove thang in happiness.
Okay, that's all. Carry on.
*Admit it, you sang it in your head, didn't you? No one can resist the powers of Kool and the Gang.
Good for you, Shannon!! You deserve to be shakin yo thang, girl!
Posted by: Rhonda at June 5, 2005 09:21 PMWhoooo hooooooo... I'm so happy for you...
Now tell me how to do the same thing...
fit into mine, that is... not yours...
Posted by: Aunt Vickie at June 6, 2005 10:05 AMThat's unnatural! You must be some kind of a freak!
In my family it takes 6 months MINIMUM into squeeze into pre-pregnancy jeans.
Posted by: annie at June 7, 2005 12:10 PMI am completely convinced your body was made to make babies! Good for you!!! Now I guess all you're aiming for is sleep! Hmm . . . One Preschooler + One Toddler + One Newborn = 0 Sleep! Oh well! “It’s not how you feel -- it’s how you look!” as my friend from high school used to say!
Posted by: Debby at June 7, 2005 11:32 PMits posts like this that make me miss having you over at Chattablogs. I simply don't come over and read enough anymore!
oh, and congrats on Luke's baptism!
Posted by: JosiahQ at June 12, 2005 10:08 AM