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my mother’s day gift (a belated picture marathon)

 

 

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We’re looking for the perfect picnic table to grace our new patio.

 

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A couple loungers.  Hand carved from African wood.  Reminders that once upon a time we lived there…

 

danielle

Comments

Debbie said…
ahhh....how sweet they are working so hard for your summer months ahead!

Was reading below about vaccines and such....and had to tell you...

there has been a pertussis outbreak in Haileys class at school and now I have to take all three in to the peds office @ 4 today. I went alone earlier today, hoping I could get the zithromax without hauling them all in but NO...they have to be seen....ggrrrr...
praying Hudson somehow doesn't get this (along with the other 2 of course) this would be awful for him and all 3 have not been vaccinated!!! So much for my *feeling good* day I was having!
May 19, 2011 at 3:47 PM
Danielle said…
Oh Deb...

UGH!

...d
May 20, 2011 at 9:22 AM
Anonymous said…
I want one of those!

Barbara
May 29, 2011 at 4:20 AM
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