Sugarland Take 2: Yes I'll take 2 bags of cotton candy please!

WE LOVE SUGARLAND! Sooooo....Deid and I went to see them AGAIN in Kansas City. This time, we took the boys. We think we've got them converted now.....well maybe closet converts! Following tradition, we bought ourselves each a bag of cotton candy and found out that it wasn't actually too bad for us...thanks Todd! Here are our cotton candy pics....mmmmmmmm.

Deid....you love this picture don't you!?!?!? :)

Relaxing with my honey between concerts. Danny Goaki (spelling?) the American Idol guy opened and then Luke Bryan performed before Sugarland. Both guys were really entertaining!

The week before the concert, I spent in Osage Beach with Q-Bear. We had lots of time that week to hangout and it was fun to get to know him better. He is such a sweet little baby, but not so little anymore! We played a lot and took lots of naps together...once again a little nephew/niece has Aunt DD wrapped around his/her little finger!

Hahahaha.....I love this picture and thought you should all see it! This poor kid has the goofiest family and is bound to be dressed in numerous outfits/dresses/hats/etc. He is definitely thinking, "You are kidding me, right? I look like a naked golfer...seriously...." Love you Q!

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