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Anonymous said…
we love your Christmas greeting today. Everyone looks so festive and happy.
and the music is very pretty. We love you so very much, mamaw and UD
Anonymous said…
Sorry to contact you this way, but I don't have an email address. My name is Shawna and I work for Vicki Courtney. I wanted to let you know that your name was drawn out of all the people who commented on Vicki's Virtue Alert post about travel OCDs (www.virtuealert.com). Congratulations for being our giveaway winner! Please email me at shawna@virtuousreality.com with your name and mailing address, and I'll get your prize mailed out to you! Thanks for participating!

Shawna
Sisters said…
I WON SOMETHING!!!!! I'm so excited!
I commented on a post on Vicki Courtney's blog on won 2 books. I never win anything! I'm so excited. Wait, I think I already said that. Oh well!!!
Julie
Anonymous said…
You have such an adorable family. I know you are so proud of them as I know Aunt Abby is.
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!
Diana Rives
Sisters said…
I.love.those.sweet faces!!!!!
AJL
Unknown said…
Your kids are growing so fast...and are all so adorable! I have to meet Anna, she looks so girly girl (and I love it)!! I hate that we aren't going to be in Northeast AR when yall are. We will acutally be in Fayetteville that weekend for a wedding. Maybe it will work out some other time! Hope yall have a Merry Christmas!
Anonymous said…
There have never been four finer looking grand children in all of God's grand creation than those four Beaver Kids. I really mean that. None...Nowhere !!
Their Paternal Grandfather.

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