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Posted on Mar 18, 2014 in The Fam

Some mornings promise particularly good hair days.


As I poured Dylan’s cereal he said “You’re a good helper, Mommy.”   Why thank you, son.  It’s nice to be appreciated.

Daddy fixed Whitney a taste of green tea, she liked it!

We all wore green…well, at least I planned to but I never made it out of my workout clothes.

Whitney ate her weight in corned beef – “more chikn!” she requested over and over.


Tradition…the wig.  Except I just realized we skipped it last year when she was in the hospital…so we’ve got 7 months, 19 months, and now 3.5 yrs.

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