There are few things in life that inspire one quite like a dipthong. If I had a nickel for every time I was brought to tears by a gliding vowel sound I would be a rich man. Thank you , Dipthong, for making life worth living.
P.S. I haven't forgotten you, 'W' used as a vowel!! You mean a lot too....
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Hmmm.....I prefer dipHthongs, myself. Dipping thongs has never quite been my cup of tea. But then you always have been slightly more eccentric than I. ;oD
I waited a long time to read a new post!! I'd like to read something relevant. Love you anyway, Mom
I agree with your mom. A whole year and this is what you give us. Pathetic! =o)
"Mean a lot" is a stretch I think, even in your world.
Well, I have to say this is better than the I Love Alpacas blog we last had from you! I must voice with Stacey and your mother, come one dude you've done better! :O) Looking forward to seeing you in a few weeks. Will you have time for the Frau??
I'm in graduate school, becoming a Special Education teacher, and I google dipthongs--and you're picture comes up. It cracked me up!
Oh, and you're super cute, by the way.
Thanks to all for your kind words about my long absence from blogging.
Thank you graduate school, becoming a Special Education teacher for having my picture crack you up. Glad I can help!
Merry Christmas Matt!
-- The Tryggestads (Erik, Jeanie and, coming Jan. 15 or so, Maggie)
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