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A Whisper in Time: Christmas 2009
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A Whisper in Time. When you become precious to God, you become important to Satan". View my complete profile. Yes that says bud light:). Cool new wallet. Thanks Santa. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Jake and "the OLD people". A Whisper in Time. A Whisper in Time. A whisper in time. This boy of mine. Cradled in my arms. So soft and warm, so sweet and plump. So full of baby boyish charms. His kisses are spun gold to me. His hugs a sunny day. He’s full of wiles and when he smiles. And climb upon my knee.
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A Whisper in Time: Chris 20th Birthday
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A Whisper in Time. When you become precious to God, you become important to Satan". View my complete profile. Chris with his 20 candles. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Jake and "the OLD people". A Whisper in Time. A Whisper in Time. A whisper in time. This boy of mine. Cradled in my arms. So soft and warm, so sweet and plump. So full of baby boyish charms. His kisses are spun gold to me. His hugs a sunny day. He’s full of wiles and when he smiles. It takes my breath away. And climb upon my knee.
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A Whisper in Time: The "GrandPuppy"
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A Whisper in Time. When you become precious to God, you become important to Satan". View my complete profile. Chris and Kailey got a little dog. It was hard to capture photo's of her because. She had so much energy. I don't know if she really has blue eyes but it looks. Like it in some of these photos. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Jake and "the OLD people". A Whisper in Time. A Whisper in Time. A whisper in time. This boy of mine. Cradled in my arms. So soft and warm, so sweet and plump. 8 Don't b...
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A Whisper in Time: Homecoming 2009
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A Whisper in Time. When you become precious to God, you become important to Satan". View my complete profile. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Jake and "the OLD people". A Whisper in Time. A Whisper in Time. A whisper in time. This boy of mine. Cradled in my arms. So soft and warm, so sweet and plump. So full of baby boyish charms. His kisses are spun gold to me. His hugs a sunny day. He’s full of wiles and when he smiles. It takes my breath away. Stay small this baby boy of mine. That I attuned may be.
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A Whisper in Time: Removing the Puppy Dog Wallpaper
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A Whisper in Time. When you become precious to God, you become important to Satan". View my complete profile. Removing the Puppy Dog Wallpaper. I forgot I had taken a video of the official ceremony of removing the puppy dog wallpaper so here it is! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Jake and "the OLD people". A Whisper in Time. A Whisper in Time. A whisper in time. This boy of mine. Cradled in my arms. So soft and warm, so sweet and plump. So full of baby boyish charms. His kisses are spun gold to me.
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A Whisper in Time: Homecoming
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A Whisper in Time. When you become precious to God, you become important to Satan". View my complete profile. It is interesting to me that corsages have improved greatly over the years. You can now just slip it on a girls wrist and WALA you are done. Yet the boutinier has not changed since the 50's. It still requires an advanced degree in logistics to get the silly thing on. Just watch and you'll see. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Jake and "the OLD people". A Whisper in Time. A Whisper in Time.
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A Whisper in Time: New Year 2010
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A Whisper in Time. When you become precious to God, you become important to Satan". View my complete profile. Otis and I as usual surrounded by black and white animals. Steph and her cat Smudge. Steph had some friends over. They're a little shy. Steph and Riley cuddle on the couch. The following are actual pic's of Otis and I together. They are not, I repeat, not photoshoped by me. I know. a real life New Years Miracle! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Jake and "the OLD people". A Whisper in Time.
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A Whisper in Time: Brandon's Graduation
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A Whisper in Time. When you become precious to God, you become important to Satan". View my complete profile. My sweet, hansdome Nephew Brandon Graduated High School. What a proud moment! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Jake and "the OLD people". A Whisper in Time. A Whisper in Time. A whisper in time. This boy of mine. Cradled in my arms. So soft and warm, so sweet and plump. So full of baby boyish charms. His kisses are spun gold to me. His hugs a sunny day. It takes my breath away. 5 Use the force!
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A Whisper in Time: Homecoming
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A Whisper in Time. When you become precious to God, you become important to Satan". View my complete profile. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Jake and "the OLD people". A Whisper in Time. A Whisper in Time. A whisper in time. This boy of mine. Cradled in my arms. So soft and warm, so sweet and plump. So full of baby boyish charms. His kisses are spun gold to me. His hugs a sunny day. He’s full of wiles and when he smiles. It takes my breath away. Stay small this baby boy of mine. That I attuned may be.
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A Whisper in Time: Jake Graduates 6th Grade
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A Whisper in Time. When you become precious to God, you become important to Satan". View my complete profile. Jake Graduates 6th Grade. He is too dang cute and growing up way too fast! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Jake and "the OLD people". A Whisper in Time. A Whisper in Time. A whisper in time. This boy of mine. Cradled in my arms. So soft and warm, so sweet and plump. So full of baby boyish charms. His kisses are spun gold to me. His hugs a sunny day. He’s full of wiles and when he smiles.
