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We got off to a late start last Tuesday resulting in a longer trip with more stops, but we made it. We settled in for the night with plans for the next day. Just down the road from G’Ma and G’Daddy’s house is a great little place full of history, The American Village Museum. (Remember the new house we were going to buy?)

It’s not really my birthday. But it feels like it is. I love my camera. I know I’ve said that once or twice before, but just thought I’d say it again. I got it last year (with a little tax $$ help). I am still learning all kinds of things about it and I use it daily. Got that? DAILY. There is one thing that bothers me about my camera though. It’s not and “I like my camera, but” kind of thing. It’s not even a negative about my camera. I like it’s size, yet it confounds me sometimes. It is a perfect size for my smaller hands, but not too small for my husband’s larger hands. It feel good in my hands. I like the weight; it’s steady and strong, but not too heavy around my neck or tiring on my arms for holding long lengths of times. Because I always have some bag or another with me (purse/diaper/book) it is a hassle (for me) to carry everywhere I go. But I like carrying a camera with me everywhere I go. I am a picture snapping nut.

My number 1 is now a double 1. Mog turned 11 today.

(My little yellow baby.)

It’s hard to think about sometimes; here I sit 22 weeks pregnant with number 6 and my oldest just turned 11. WOW! I don’t post much about her, but that’s because I try to protect her. [...]