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JSmith5780 said…
YAY YAY YAY! Home for the Holidays!
Mama Skates said…
omg - how exciting! so happy for u guys!

xoxox,
sharon
Shanna Grimes said…
Woooooohoooooooooooo!! How did Santa fit a whole house on his sleigh?? I guess he just brought you the deed and the keys. Thanks for the mortgage, Santa ;)

So cool. Can't wait to see the "virtual housewarming". I will get you a "virtual plant". LOL
Anonymous said…
Yay!!! I am so excited for you all!!! Now hurry up and get moved in...but just think, at least you dont have to worry about where to store the Christmas Decorations until AFTER Christmas this time!!! (doing a little happy dance here at my desk for you) {hugs}
Melanie said…
how very fun!! enjoy your new keys and getting everything set up!
Danielle said…
Thanks ya'll! We just got home from a VERY looong day! Painting is WAY more work that I'd imagined! Especially painting over panelling! I HATE panelling! But love putting our mark on our own place! We met the seller at the closing this morning...and he was really sweet. It was their first house...they raised their six kids there...and are now retiring. So it's a place with memories...and character...and they even blessed the house for us! It's gonna be a VERY busy but exciting few weeks!

...danielle
Abbe said…
congratulations!!!!!! *dancing a jig* be sure to share photos and details. i'm so happy for you guys
Mrs. M said…
Wuhoo! Wuhoo!
I LOVE that your new house is a home...with walls that could talk.
Congrats!
It's hard...all the prep...especially with three kids in tow...I wish I could help you paint and bring you a casserole!
Wuhoo again!
Enjoy your new abode.
YIPPPPEEEEE!!! So excited for you guys! Can't wait to see pictures. What a great present. That is so sweet that the previous owners blessed it for you. If those walls could talk with 6 kids!!!


(Sorry for the lack of commenting, but I have been checking in on you. ;) )

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