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Milah was having a "moment" attempting to choose her clothes for the first day of school. After stalling, whining, and several half hearted attempts - Maren marched in her closet declaring that she would find the perfect outfit for her older sis. Within minutes, Milah emerged with a grin wearing Maren's choice. Thanks for your style expertise Mare Mare . . .
3 comments:
Ahh-how I've often wished for a sister who would just tell me what to wear!
I should have just spent the night. What a gorgeous morning to start school. Darling kids. Suppose to be 90 here.
Don't think you would have ever let me choose your clothes...you just made me eat your oatmeal instead:)LOVE the picture of the morning trip to school. The leaves look like you are full into fall.
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