This wasn't Reid's first Christmas, but it was the first one he really took notice of. Grandma and Grandpa came to visit. It snowed.....alot. I was pregnant with #2. I love the lower right picture......love it.
Please respect my creativity and hard work. DO NOT COPY ! Thank you.
My Man and Me.....he is my reason for getting up in the morning, for making my home a beautiful place, for striving to be a better person. He is a kind and patient Daddy, a loving and attentive husband, and a truly dedicated veterinarian.
My first born -- and all that goes with it -- perfectionist, deep thinker, great helper, affirmation seeker, responsible big brother. He would give you his last toy if it would make you happy.
My second born, fun loving, colorful imagination, spontaneous, wild child. He has a big heart for man and beast alike, and a deep soul that I am only beginning to understand.
My third and "supposed to be last" child. He is my snugglebug, my binky boy, ice-cream and chocolate lover. He is my strong, brave little boy who taught us all the depths of love, pain, thankfulness, and sorrow when his leg was burned.
My baby girl --"Surprise!" last child -- she is all softness and light, smiles and hugs, beauty and warmth, and not about to be outdone by 3 older brothers. Watchout!
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