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Today was a good day.

Grandma Kitty, Uncle Jetit, Grandpa and Grandma Shirley in town.

New matchy matchy clothes.

Great Food.

Great Company.

Primary Program.

Baby Blessing.

Good Day.

Comments

Paige said…
Love the matchy! Children's Place?
AnnEE said…
Abbie is so pretty. Mia Mia is so funny, and Max is so fat. Could I love them any more?? Not possible. You're a good mom.
Celia Fae said…
Congratulations Baby Max! You look so cute and fat in that little white suit. And the sister outfits are divine. I'm glad you had a good day and you weren't all stressed out.
Nana said…
And indeed it was.....
Jessica G. said…
K, little offended that there was no mention of the spectacular CAKE made by your favorite voluptuous friend...
heidiram said…
So it takes a baby blessing to have Aunt Grannie come out of hiding. Where has she been? She certainly wasn't visiting moi when she was in town several weeks ago. :(
Has she lost her internet connection? What's up with the NO commenting lately?
Good day. Good family. Good mom. You amaze me.
Ashley Clark said…
Heather, where is your matchy matchy dress and cute face in the family picture?
Heather said…
ah, sadly mom was taking the picture in her bathrobe and pj's. We have zero pictures of the whole family that day.
Julie said…
Jared said it was a nice day - wish we all could have come!

p.s. Thanks for the yummy goodies you sent home with "Jetit" YUM!!!

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