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Sunday, February 8, 2009
His last day as a cub scout
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“Life is all memory, except for the one present moment that goes by you so quickly you hardly catch it going.”
Tennessee Williams
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On this day last year
His last day as a cub scout
What I wish we were doing today
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Hiding safely behind a window
The ugliest ornament on our tree, which no one wan...
My favorite birthday present in bloom
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Staring down the beast (summer 2008)
Cheeky, and a forgotten summer pic
Where I find them, everytime BYU plays
The arch
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Three that I love
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Practice makes perfect
Don't blink
Jump!
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The girl
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Mack
Mr. C
Ready to run
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New glasses?
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And now...deep thoughts
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Will the real Hannah please stand up?
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The daily homework ritual
It's that time of year again
Navy Pier, Chicago
Easter Sunday
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Egg plant
Silly girl
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February
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Long shadows
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Hello, pretty lady
One little monkey, sitting in a tree
Gearing up for the big day
Trying real hard to get that last candle and not h...
I am longing for warm spring days like this one
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Him I love
Creation
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Cause and effect (a few forgotten fall pics)
Happy New Year, sparkler style
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On the shores in Branson
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