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Saturday, May 19
Photo Flashback um... Saturday.
Eden in the Pacific. Age 3.
(This was delayed in part because Nell is so smart she graduated from college and I helped her paint her kitchen as a present and then Steve suggested orange, "really a creamsicle," he said, for the backsplash [and he was right], so there had to be an appropriate drink at her graduation party in her new kitchen. I spent part of Friday gleefully collecting ingredients. It is called creamsicle and it is good. So go ahead and blame it on the drink.)
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Those were some damn fine creamsicles.
Eden was all cute and little! I mean, she's still cute, but she's all big now.
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