Three little blessings

Growing up was somewhat hard for me. I lost three of my best friends in car accidents, and it seemed like after they were gone I was left here to struggle through all the changes and emotions. Have you ever heard the saying, "Something good always comes from something bad?" I have come to find that is true. After loosing three amazing friends, I was blessed by three little boys. Two belong to my sister and one belongs to my brother. Logan, Andrew, and Jon-Tate have turned my life around and changed it for nothing but the good. There is nothing better than seeing their cute little smiles, hearing them giggle, and watching them as they grow up so quick. I spend every chance I get with them. I named my blog after them because my dad always calls them "the duke boys." They love watching The Dukes of Hazzard and even playing with the 01 car themselves. They love being outdoors, swimming, watching movies, playing cars & tractors, and fishing. There's nothing like my ol' duke boys!