We spent the weekend with family in a pretty low-key mode. I didn't even make it into my red, white, and blue today. I'm listening to fireworks instead of watching them. Despite my lack of celebration, I'm grateful for our freedoms, and for those who have fought for them over the years.
And I'm grateful for my very own Yankee Doodle Dandy this year. This is the anniversary weekend of finding out about our pregnancy and of telling Clint's family. I've tried telling Henry about it, but he just smiles at me.
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2 comments:
Cute! He is looking more like his daddy. Can't wait to see him in person next week :)
i think you might ban me from leaving comments because they are all a variation of the same thing..
THAT BABY BOY IS SO DARN CUTE!!!!!
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