six years in
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every year i insist that she wear her tiara. she wore it on our wedding day. she was a princess on that day, and she is my princess ever since!
some of the delicious food we tried.
the place was packed- no wonder we had to wait an hour to get a seat!
they cover the table with brown paper as a table cloth, so i took the opportunity to draw a little bit.
we had a great seat up on the balcony.
pics and photos from me. or by me. or for me. or of me. whatever.
a part of the poke it with a stick. blog family
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