Little feet that are so sweet, but often take you places you are not suppose to be. Your brother's room, on the counter to visit the candy jar, jumping from one chair to another, chasing after our fat, helpless cat, running from your mom at the store...the list is endless. Then there are moments when the little feet are still, when the body they are attached to has fallen asleep on the chair in the family room...and there they are the sweetest.
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i love your blog, carrie! you should've told me about it sooner! now i've got several blogs to check each day, which won't help "the daily routine". you've even got me itching to do my own! i'm afraid i might not suit my personality, though - kind of like scrapbooking. i think i'd spend to much time at it. it's addicting! i mean, i even checked out your sister's blog! tell her she needs to post more so i can avoid even more responsiblities! anywho, these feet are so sweet. and so is what you wrote. oh and how i loved 'christmas morning'. what beautiful pictures. i learned a lot about you after reading all your entries - and i read them all!
YOU CRACK ME UP. . . .
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