Spencer told me that if I was still pregnant on Halloween, he was going to dress up as me. I said, "There is no way I will still be pregnant on Halloween." Well....I was wrong. He painted his fingernails, wore my jewelry, makeup, and dress, bought women's shoes from D.I. (which he didn't wear most of the day because of swollen feet) and a wig, and stuffed his chest and stomach. He got second place at his work party and was awarded 75$. My cute cross-dressing husband was called to be the first counselor in the Elders Quorum of our ward the next day.
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Awesome!! hahahah
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