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London 2

Olivia and Claire in Hamley's. Claire is a miniature version of Olivia. They are quite similar.  I can only hope Claire turns out to be as lovely as Olivia is. She is a great kid.

More fun in Hamley's.

The largest toy store--7 floors worth. My girls were in LOVE.

We see Congratulatory signs and displays like this all over London.



Claire and I

Cheers with "It's A BOY" ale. Not the greatest beer as it is served slightly warm, but it is all about the experience.

We ate at this great little pub. The guys got a tour of the place, which included seeing where the Beatles used to hang out in the basement. How cool is that?

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jeanniy said…
Looks like you all had a good time. I am glad your family was able to spend time with you Kara. Not being able to come home this summer seemed to distress you.

Thanks for the pictures,

love you guys

Mom-Jeannie
August 12, 2013 at 11:14 AM
Kara said…
Ha. I am not sure it "distressed" me, but it was different than the norm. I guess I should pay more attention to how my words could be interpreted. We planned it this way--not to go home knowing that they were all coming here. Seven weeks of togetherness is much different than 2 fast paced weeks. That's for sure.
Yes, life is better when we are together. Family is everything.
August 12, 2013 at 2:48 PM
Anonymous said…
We had a great time. Wish we could see you longer and more often that is for sure. That is the most difficult part about you all being overseas. Jackson is definitely missing the girls and their royal treatment. I'm missing you all too, of course. Hoping all is well with you guys. I'm off tomorrow so we will try facetiming you guys. You weren't distressed at all, its super hard only seeing eachother once a year when we are all close/ best friends.


Love ya, J
August 14, 2013 at 10:14 AM
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