We arrived in Sacramento just in time to have breakfast. I am not sure Crew was awake yet. He loved his aunt Randee.
Life is not measured by the number of
breaths we take, but by the number of
moments that take our breath away.
Thursday, July 12, 2007
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haha I love the drool on my shoulder!
he's so cute!
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