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Erin&Joshua said…
Wow! You have been in a scrapbook frenzy this week. Is this what happens when you have vacation? I love the toy page, it is so cute!
Anonymous said…
FUNNY Kara, I zoomed my computer in so I could read the captions to these masterpieces...flying balls huh? You are quite the comedian! And stop making this girl a domestic diva..I cant be up schooled by a 10 month old. Besides, Claire--always remember those are the mans jobs!

LOve ya,
Jessica
Anonymous said…
Your pages are very cute! You have a real artsy flair! Heredity, I think--Ha! You've been blogging your head off--so many new pages.

Love, Mom
Kara said…
OH my gosh, a silent reader is silent no more!! If only she had commented from the good of her heart and not because of the intense pressure put upon her!! Thanks for the comment, Mom. As far as my artsy flair goes, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. If only I had more ambition/motivation to keep up with the scrapbooking as I do the blog! I'd really be in business.
Erin&Joshua said…
Welcome to Kara's mom!!! (and Jess's too).
Anonymous said…
Oh my goodness---MOM, YOU WROTE!!! Wow! I am shocked. I hate silent readers so BRAVO MOM

Love ya,
Jessica
Anonymous said…
Geez, Mom...now I suppose I have to comment more often. Good job!
Lisa

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