the family photo albums and stare at a picture for the longest time which for a girl we called the whirling dervish is pretty amazing. She was the child I knew would appreciate the thousands (my kids would say millions) of photos that I have snapped over the years. I knew that no matter what happened to me she would carry on my tradition of tormenting others with her camera lens. What I wasn't prepared for was just how good she would be at it. Now I can sit at the computer (photo albums are so yesterday) and stare at her pictures for the longest time. Your photos rock my world, peanut. Thanks
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