Rebecca. :) Dancing to Shania Twain.
That's my mom!
left-right: Irene, Mom, Rebecca, Aida
Aida! :)
Irene
Huntington: I wish he would've smiled with his teeth; that is the norm, and the nations are glad for it.
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- Danielle
- I love Jesus Christ; and I follow where He leads.
2 comments:
FINALLY !!! (And love the title)
They look like a wonderful family Danielle, I am so glad you are loved!
Honor, blessings and peace to your family. May the word of Christ dwell among you richly as you teach and admonish one another.
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