Last night, we went to an adorable little winery to listen to a seriously awesome band and yet we seemed to find nothing better to do, than take a thousand pictures of each other and then laugh hysterically over the fact that we JUST KEPT taking more pictures.
Good times, Clark... Good times.
Again... Coach and his sistas. Soo pretty.
The Outlaws: not quite as pretty but still not bad.
Coach almost doesn't look completely uncomfortable and awkward with his wife.
Did anyone notice the totally new and sorta drastic thing happening in these pictures?