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A girl after my own heart.

Mama's Losin' It

Posted by Jen at 12:47 PM

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BarbaraSeptember 21, 2012 at 7:38 AM
Love! Her own camera and everything!
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KimberlySeptember 22, 2012 at 10:13 PM
Ha! Like mother, like daughter!
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