Abundant Life: Mother Love

Friday, May 8, 2009

Mother Love

The kids always do fun things in school for mother's day. Yesterday there was a little program at Kate's school. Enjoy!

One could wish that she was looking at the teacher right in front instead of at the one off to the side, but you can't have everything I guess =)

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Mother Love VideoMay 8, 2009 at 5:45:00 AM MDT
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bclaireMay 8, 2009 at 10:48:00 AM MDT
why can't i watch it? it's saying it's a private video. boo! i want kate!
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Jeff M.May 10, 2009 at 4:45:00 AM MDT
But she is absolutely adorable when she blows the kiss! What a sweetie!
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BethanyMay 11, 2009 at 2:01:00 AM MDT
Uh! SO CUTE! Yay for getting it to work! I love the kiss also, but the blinking and winking were also pleasing unto me. I love love LOVE little Kate!!!!!!
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