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Photo Friday

Okay, so I KNOW it's not Friday but back in January I saw one of my professional photographer friends post about Project 365. The idea is to take a photo a day (or in my case 2 or 10 a day) and chronicle your year. I'm definitely not a professional photographer and I don't have a fancy camera but I do love taking pictures especially of my kiddos. So I decided to participate! I thought I'd upload my photos each Friday and share them on here but yesterday was Friday and I didn't get around to it so here's my first Photo Friday, one day late!

Sunday, January 1, 2012 Playing together. How I love this sight!



Monday, January 2, 2012 "Brother won't share his cool toys with me!"




Tuesday, January 3, 2012 Piper and I stayed up late waiting for Jackie and Jathan to get home from the Sugar Bowl. (We're thankful for the donor of the super cheap tickets!) One of us didn't make it. 




Wednesday, January 4, 2012 Knitting for a new baby in a quiet house--one of my favorite things to do!




Thursday, January 5, 2012 I've had my eye on these curtains at World Market for over a year and haven't had the funds to buy them. I finally went and got them (and the coordinating place mats and napkins) with my Christmas money. Thanks, Mom and Dad!






Friday, January 6, 2012 It was a beautiful spring day (in January) so we opened up the doors and windows and let the breeze (and neighbors) in. Jathan played all day with Paul and Piper enjoyed the sunshine by the balcony.




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