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Sunday evening, we all went to my Dad's for March Birthday Fest. They weren't able to make Sam's party, and my Brother in law James had just arrived home the day before for 2 Blessed Weeks from Afghanistan. Can anyone say PARTY!!!!
So we made up for lost time.
"Happy Birthday to you. Happy Birthday to you. Happy Birthday Dear: Sam, Suzy, Meb, and James. Happy Birthday to you!"
The kids were having a great time playing with each other, driving the elderly batty with their noise, so we just let them outside to run wild, which they did. And did well.
And MB's flowers were blooming. Daddy counted over 100 just in the front yard alone. I could have stood there all day just taking pictures. Here's a couple to drool over.
I love tulips. Did you know that? I do.
Then the kids stopped running, so we had a bitty impromptu photo shoot in the flowers.
Opa and the Grandkids.
All the Grandkids. Or Sweetboys and Sweetgirls.
Mine. So Blessed.
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1 comments:
I just love that picture of all the kids on the rock. What a great looking group of sweetie pies!
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