How I found Kaitlyn yesterday. Reading to herself in her rocking chair. I'm sure I'm more amused by it than others, but this will never get old for me. :-)
They make a good team! Working together to try to escape:
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Kaitlyn has shown a lot more interest in her dolls since Austen came home. This lucky one got a ride in the swing. Better her than the real baby, believe me. ;-)
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