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July 09, 2009

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Christine

*sigh*

Beautiful.

Big pink heart you, Kira.

Holly

This is such a sweet post. The photos are so amazing!

What a wonderful life you have!

Groovecatmom

And here I thought they looked most alike when she was smiling!

ccr in MA

Oh, that's beautiful.

Mir

*sniffle* She is so much bigger than she was when I was there! STOP GROWING! *sigh*

Aimee

Beautiful... just beautiful.

Pamela L

Sigh - you have a beautiful family! This was a wonderful post - Thank you.

erin

Awesome. My husband has been away & out of communication range all week (i.e., in another country). He comes home tomorrow night and this made me realize again how much I miss him. Which is a good thing.

Michelle @ Find Your Balance

I think my biological clock just turned up a notch :-)

Michelle

Great post. Thanks for sharing those pictures!

Nic

Thats a fantastically beautiful sentiment and an even better picture Kira. Thanks for sharing and giving me some hope.

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