Our sweet Kyle turned 22 this past week. He had spent the day in Houston with friends and came home pretty late. I had made his favorite peach cobbler for his "birthday cake." So we waited up for him, sang him Happy Birthday, and before we even finished the first verse, the following series of events happened...
It was a SMASHING good time!
That boy loves peach cobbler so much that he stayed up and made another one. And you better believe we stayed up until 11:30 to eat it right out of the oven!
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