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family field trip pix

Holding hands with Daddy always makes a cute pic op

Natives & Colonists Oh My!

Off on an adventure through the woods



Toby posing with the hand carved canoe

Bristel sportin' her shades...and soaking in the sights
ready for the Thanksgiving Feast
Is it me...or does he look like he'd rather be at the dentist?

Did you hear that?

just cause she looks so darn cutsie in those shades!

wow...caught a smile...maybe he's starting to have some fun!

Bristel attempting to be a pirate

The I'm not trembling cause I'm scared face

The captain's bed looks comfy

And here she is...the Mayflower II



Comments

Mama Skates said…
what a cool trip! jaden would LOVE checking out that ship!
Anonymous said…
hey where did you hide Trevy in the pics.
Danielle said…
Sharon - it was really neat! The kids loved it!


Grams - I know...I thought the same thing! No pix of Trevy this time! Probably cause he was strapped in the stroller all day!

...danielle
Shanna Grimes said…
That looks neat. Sorta reminds me of Colonial Williamsburg. Cute pics! Where's Trevy?
Danielle said…
Trevy was there...he just didn't make the pix! Bad mommy! :op

...d
JSmith5780 said…
Yeah, bad mommy, no pics of her baby!! No really, looks like you had a good day! LOVE the shades!!

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