Our Daughter
UNLESS THE LORD BUILDS THE HOUSE, ITS BUILDERS LABOR IN VAIN. PSALM 127:1a
Thursday, December 4, 2008
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Not flesh of my flesh, Nor bone of my bone.
But still miraculously my own,
Never forget for a single minute,
You didn't grow under my heart, but in it.
Fleur Conkling Heylinger
2 comments:
what great pictures!!
I'm so happy for you.
Nanny & Grampy are very happy that all of you are having a wonderful time .
We are very anxious to have you back to celibrater with all of you
N & G Beck
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