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Sinead said…
Happy happy joy. I'll be praying for Trehor today.
October 6, 2009 at 6:19 AM
KC's Warrior Mama said…
He is beautiful Danielle. I hope that his miracle goes as smoothly as possible : )

Love Karen
October 6, 2009 at 6:34 AM
JSmith5780 said…
Give that cuties some squeezes from me.

Be strong, we are all here for you today.
October 6, 2009 at 6:36 AM
Adesta said…
Beautiful pictures. No words are ever needed when you take the pictures D.

Praying all goes well for you all today. {hugs}
October 6, 2009 at 6:45 AM
MSKMOM said…
Looks like he really enjoyed himself there. I am praying for you all today and in the following days. I love your pictures. Hang in there. Love you guys!!!
October 6, 2009 at 6:51 AM
blogzilly said…
Great pictures....
October 6, 2009 at 6:56 AM
Lisa said…
Such great pictures! Can't get you guys out of my mind today. Two weeks ago today Julia had her resection and as scary as it was, I can definitively say it was all worth it. I say that to be reassuring because when you're living it it seems like it will never end and you just want the stress and fear to go away. But this too shall pass...this fear and anxiety...stay strong momma!
October 6, 2009 at 6:58 AM
MJStump said…
Crying when I see the pics because he is so beautiful! Praying for Trevy and mommy and daddy.

HUGE Hugs and Tons of Prayers,
Jody
October 6, 2009 at 7:04 AM
Sophie's Story by Elaine said…
This pictures melted my heart. He is so precious.
October 6, 2009 at 7:30 AM
Colby said…
AMAZING photos.....But it helps when the child is your Trevy.....

AND when the mommy is SO talented with the lens.....

Cyndi
October 6, 2009 at 9:00 AM
Anonymous said…
Wow, what amazing pics. Trevy is just a doll. Detroit sure didn't look that good when we were there:)
Thinking of you all day.......

Hugs,
Sheila
October 6, 2009 at 10:50 AM
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