Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Now I Know Why My Mother's Kisses Were Always So Wet


 When I kiss them, I want to savor them too.
They taste of sugar cookies and hope.

13 comments:

  1. BEAUTIFUL...
    Love it..
    Have a great evening...

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  2. They ARE the fountain of youth. It does us well to drink in their wonderfulness.

    This is our first Thanksgiving with our son, we are feeling blessed as well.

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  3. Completely kissable!

    Keep smilin!

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  4. What a great shot!!

    Chick looks perfectly cozy with you.

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  5. I'm sure they are so yummy but you've got to stop coating them with the Domino stuff Momma. In the summer, the ants will come a running.

    Happy Thanksgiving!

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  6. So sweet. I love how much you cherish them. :-)

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  7. Oh, I know. I want to nibble BB's ears whenever I get close.

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  8. What a precious picture!

    Truly I cannot count the number of kisses I place on sweet Hannah throughout the day. Too many to count and each one as precious as the last.

    Sweet, sweet my friend.

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  9. What a beautiful picture. And they do look delicious!

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  10. That is a great picture.

    If we could only bottle the flavor of hope so many people need that.

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  11. Oh my, this made me tear up... precious, both the picture and the words to go with it.

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