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Popping in to say Hi!

I am in organization mode while I still have big kids and the husband home to help, but I thought I'd post a few pictures of the last weeks.

The low-cost entry makeover. I painted the bench and the front door.

This little guy found his way into Peter's stocking.

The fireplace on Christmas Eve. See the owl peeking out?

This year's tree was full and round and beautiful. Therese did minimal damage to the ornaments.

My grandmother, who is now 101, with Peter, who really didn't want to have his picture taken.

Over the river and through the woods to grandmother's house takes a long time.

I simply cannot believe he is big enough to be in the johnny-jumper. He likes it except when Therese spins him like a top. I also gave him his first haircut on New Year's Day.

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  1. Jamie JoJanuary 4, 2013 at 10:55 AM

    I know I always say it, but your kids are soooo cute!! Little Peter is getting so big!!

    Love your tree, so pretty!

    Your entry way is the color I was trying to get in my entry way, but I got a more Bathroom blue and I hate it....Yours looks so nice and airy, love the door too, is it black?

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    1. JennyJanuary 8, 2013 at 6:34 PM

      The door is almost black, it is a grayish brown. I was trying to match the wrought iron on some of my furniture.

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  2. KarenJanuary 4, 2013 at 3:35 PM

    They are just adorable. You get some great shots of their facial expressions...they crack me up. The entry bench is very cool. happy new year!

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  3. KrisJanuary 5, 2013 at 2:20 PM

    I hope you had a wonderful Christmas! How is Peter??

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    1. JennyJanuary 8, 2013 at 6:32 PM

      I hope your Christmas was wonderful too! Peter is doing well, although we all seem to be coming down with something :(

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