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New Babies, A Welcome Home and A Wedding

My good friend Louanne became a true Gramma on Oct 1st. Her son Todd and his wife had a baby girl, Taylor Sue. She's absolutley adorable and has chubby cheeks you just want to nibble on.

My good friends John and Jacque had a baby boy on Oct 7th. They named him Calvin John and what an excellant choice if I do say so myself. Hopefully I get to see a photo soon!

We got an email a couple days ago from my friend Todd (another Todd - this one's a Marine). He is home from Iraq and I cried when I read that. We hadn't heard from him in a few months and we were worried. His homecoming was great he said. I'm sure Jolene was thrilled beyond words to see him!

And lastly, my best friend in the entire world, Donna, got married yesterday. I was so hoping to make it to the wedding but we couldn't afford the plane ticket for me to South Carolina. I hope her day was filled with love, laughter and fabulous memories.

So internet, please join me in welcoming Taylor and Calvin to the world. Welcome home Todd, we're glad you are safe and sound. And Donna? Congratulations honey, I am so happy for you!!!

Comments

Les Becker said…
Wow, Baby-Ville! Congrats to all and warm wishes to the happy couple.

I've been lurking around since the "Suzi Needs" google list and have been enjoying your past posts. I must say I got a good laugh over your "wierd kid things" stories (I've probably got two for every one, and I only have the one kid). It doesn't get any less wierd, the older she gets, either.

But, I'm still waiting for the post of things that Google thinks "Trish Needs". Come on...! I told y'all mine...!

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