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I am Switzerland


The big Game is tomorrow; University of Utah vs. BYU. By far, we are Cougars however, there is an Aggie living in this house. As Dad indoctrinates the truthfulness of being a BYU fan, Mom is quietly sabotaging by explaining the beauty of being a Utah State fan. Today the grade school had a day to show their colors - red or blue. My #2 had this idea. She is now my favorite child (sorry #1, #3, and #4).





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  1. erin blackNovember 22, 2008 at 8:53 AM

    What a clever girl!! (Conflicted, confused, and delusional, but clever!)

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  2. KimberlyNovember 22, 2008 at 11:31 AM

    If you are secretly taking a side then technically you are not Switzerland however I am with you 100% on this one as I am NOT a BYU fan and never had been, that child would be my favorite too ha ha!

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  3. KimberlyNovember 24, 2008 at 1:45 PM

    erin, of course she is Conflicted, confused, and delusional,look who her mother is...just kidding Nancy

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