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{anniversary} #sol16


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Today is just another day. A Tuesday.

But it's also a birthday of our wedding day -
my best explanation to my girls about our anniversary.

"Well, can we come to your anniversary?"

I started making dinner of chicken kabobs and rice
and the girls set the table together as a team.

I continued working in the kitchen.

The girls disappeared into the living room
working quietly on a secret project.

"I wish we were having cake."

I overheard their conversation.
Perhaps the birthday reference triggered that thought.

And so, lucky year 13, celebrated at home.

We had the best dates ever, our girls
and they came with sweet gifts.

Look at us with rosy, round cheeks!
(And I love the th13 ... close right? 13th)

P. loves to write, write, write! She also loves to draw family pictures without her sister ...

M. loves her Mommy!
She used purple for my favorite color and the face and rainbow pop out!


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  1. Terje July 13, 2016 at 4:07 AM

    Happy Anniversary! P's list of "love" is adorable.

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  2. Carol VarsalonaJuly 14, 2016 at 6:24 PM

    Gifts from the heart for a special day-how sweet! Congratulations, Michelle.

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  3. LoraleeJuly 15, 2016 at 8:41 PM

    Happy Anniversary! What a special way to celebrate!
    Their gifts are adorable.

    I just noticed the caption where you wrote that she likes to leave her sister out of the family pictures! :0)

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