Monday, August 22, 2011

On the Sixty-Third Day of Summer

I have thought of daughter, Anna all day.  My "baby" turned 22 years old.  How did our youngest child get this old this fast. She is in a wonderful time of life.  I am a thankful mama.
Just a little something for her to wake up to
Anna all snuggled and safely kept.  You are going to have a new brother or sister in August.  The Spring before Anna was born.

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