Sunday, December 27, 2009

Man, they had better keep making these things.

For my daughter, because not all traditions are dead.


Year 1: You are in our heart.


Year 2: The year the cat learned to hide from your love.


Year 3: To commemorate a special trip.


Year 4: With school and new friends and ballet, you took flight in many ways.


Year 5: You’ve learned so much this year, my little book worm.

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