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hannah and blitzen said…
Beautiful pictures Danielle.... You have a gorgeous family! So glad you are starting to live "normal" life again. : )
October 25, 2009 at 2:12 PM
Sophie's Story by Elaine said…
Love your picture marathons. It looks like Bri got a haircut too. I really noticed Trevy's skinniness in these pictures. Sophie lost almost 5 pounds but quickly gained them back. It is so great to see the fam back together again!!! I am so happy for you all. Give it time...the spunk will come back with the appetite.
October 25, 2009 at 9:57 PM
Adesta said…
First I have to say, I love Bri's hair! She looks so much like you D!

I adore the pic of J and Trevy napping away. Now that's peace.

Sooo good to see all of you together again and enjoying life. {hugs}
October 26, 2009 at 4:24 AM
Mama Skates said…
oh my, love Bri's little haircut! & u know i always love a good pic marathon!!! ;0)
October 26, 2009 at 7:12 AM
JSmith5780 said…
Love all the pics! And I, too, like Bristel's short hair!
October 26, 2009 at 9:22 AM
Colby said…
GORGEOUS photos, as usual, girl!

I especially love the sleepy ones and Trevy's Tee Shirt!!!

Thanks for these....Isn't it just magic to be back together again???

Cyndi
October 26, 2009 at 6:38 PM
Monica~ James~ Connor said…
Super duper pictures!! I love Bri's new haircut! i didn't think she could get any cuter. I'm glad the shirt fits Trevy. I dig his scar, but I dig the little boy way more!! I can tell he has lost some weight...want me to send him a dozen Krispy Kremes?? that will chunk him up quickly...it worked for me! ;)
October 30, 2009 at 8:20 PM
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