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Felicity on Sep 9th, 2009 in
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My sweet friend Heather delivered twin boys yesterday, David and Samuel. I took this photo of Samuel looking at his father, Mauricio, while the nurses cleaned him up and checked him over. Each time Mauricio would speak, Samuel would open his eyes and look right into his face. What a special first-time experience! And imagine how many more are in store!
Welcome to our world, boys!
Sometimes it is great here;...
Posted by
Felicity on Jun 10th, 2009 in
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Some updates.
This week is Macy’s second birthday! (On Thursday.) Look at how she’s grown:
She and Dan share a birthday . . . you can imagine this is one my favorite days of the year! To celebrate, Macy gets a weekend with Grandma Kathy, the big kids get a weekend with Grandma Cheri, and Dan gets to play with his band, findingBethel, at the Crossover Festival at Lake of the Ozarks. I’ll be with...
Posted by
Felicity on May 17th, 2009 in
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Besides the terror of Finals Week, a humiliating Mathematics placement test, a sick child, etc., the final straw on Thursday evening was when our happy dog, Chuck, was accidentally hit by a car in front of our house. He died later that night. I would like to consider this post an apology to anyone who has loved and lost a pet because I probably used to make fun of you. Now I’ve joined your ranks. I...
Posted by
Felicity on Apr 12th, 2009 in
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I thought I’d post this picutre just to make sure you all found me!
Changing blogs has been a project of my husband’s. He bought the domain, found a hosting service, and has spent hours tweaking and adjusting. I feel kind of like Truvy at the end of the movie Steel Magnolias. (Strangely enough, this is the character played by Dolly Parton! Is this woman on my brain or WHAT?) Truvy’s husband drives...
Posted by
Felicity on Mar 29th, 2009 in
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1. You get to see where you came from. I turned 34 on Friday and realized that I remember when my mother was 34 years old. But instead of making me depressed, I actually felt better. I mean, my mom is loving her life right now. Her kids are grown, her grandkids are cute, and she’s pursing her dream of writing professionally. At 34, I see I’ve got a lot to look forward to.
2. You get to see where your...