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May 7, 2008 | Filed Under backyard, chloe, flowers | Leave a Comment 

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Standing on some rocks.



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May 7, 2008 | Filed Under backyard, chloe, daisies, flowers | Leave a Comment 

#-0549Looking at some flowers.



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April 18, 2008 | Filed Under chloe, funny, kitchen | Leave a Comment 

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Chloe demanded to see this picture and then she said, “How beautiful!”



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April 18, 2008 | Filed Under backyard, brownie, chloe, daddy, dana, princess | Leave a Comment 

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Trying to walk, laughing.



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April 18, 2008 | Filed Under backyard, chloe | Leave a Comment 

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A little after I took this, Chloe pointed up at some plane trails in the sky and said, “It’s a rocketship!”



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April 18, 2008 | Filed Under chloe, dana, jon stewart, living room, sisters | Leave a Comment 

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Chloe was playing with her jack-in-the-box.  When he popped out, she gave him a hug and kisses.



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April 6, 2008 | Filed Under aww, chloe, cute, dana, girls, nieces, sisters | Leave a Comment 

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Sisters!



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March 30, 2008 | Filed Under chloe, easter, easter eggs, egg hunt | Leave a Comment 

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Found one!



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March 25, 2008 | Filed Under chloe, easter egg hunt | Leave a Comment 

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Found an egg!



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March 25, 2008 | Filed Under chloe, easter, easter eggs, eggs | Leave a Comment 

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She actually has a Minnie Mouse piggy bank to store that money in.



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March 22, 2008 | Filed Under bratz, chloe, guitar | Leave a Comment 

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This is the guitar Chloe uses to pretend she’s Hannah Montana.



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March 12, 2008 | Filed Under chloe | Leave a Comment 

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That blur where her had should be is where there was also a thing she was showing me.  I forgot what it was.



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February 29, 2008 | Filed Under birthday, candles, chloe, cupcakes, kitchen | Leave a Comment 

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Our little Chloe is already three years old.



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February 26, 2008 | Filed Under chloe, funny, seatbelt, weird | Leave a Comment 

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Chloe got herself bound in her seatbelt.  It kept getting tighter.  She kept saying, “Help!  I’m stuck!”



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