While Daddy took James on a Father's and Son's camp out, the girls and I had our own night out.

We got together with lots of other moms and daughters at our church where we painted faces,

learned to dance like Hannah Montana,

(But Elizabeth preferred running and sliding across the slick gym floor on her blanket...)
And watched a movie while eating plenty of yummy popcorn and candy.
We also upheld our own traditions of putting on make-up and painting our finger and toenails.
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