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Dianne said…
Kelly, Congratulations on such a special day! Divine Intervention for sure, it happened so quick. It's a heart wrenching story with such a sweet ending, or beginning I should say. She is blessed to be in such a neat family, and I can see the joy she brings.
July 12, 2011 2:03 AM
sayfuzzypickles said…
Congratulations to you all. Perfect song for a perfect story. Hannah is so cute and I love how she is so affectionate. Tell her that her aunt Julie and her cousins love her so much already and can't wait to meet her!
July 12, 2011 9:42 AM
Fort Files said…
Wow that is so great! We are truly happy for you and your family! Hannah seems like the perfect addition to your cute family!
July 12, 2011 12:44 PM
Russell and Jillian said…
Congratulations to all of you! That's so exciting and now you'll have on more "Appreciation Day" in your family to keep track of :)
July 13, 2011 10:32 AM
Bobbi said…
Love and congratulations and best wishes to all of you!!! What a miraculous culmination of events. We are thrilled for you.
July 13, 2011 5:11 PM
Madison said…
I love it! Hannah is a beautiful girl. I'm very much looking forward to meeting my cute new cousin.
July 14, 2011 1:35 AM
Annie Japannie said…
Wow; I had to fight back the tears too. Congrats.
July 18, 2011 9:14 PM
Jennifer said…
Congratulations, Kelly...wow--that was really fast! We are super happy for you guys. All our best...
July 18, 2011 11:18 PM
Maryanne said…
Oh. My. Gosh! I had NO IDEA about any of this!!!!! I'm going to send you an email right now!!!
July 21, 2011 9:45 AM
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