Spain

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I am not sure how it happened. I am not sure dad and I even gave her a firm "yes" answer. But I do know that I have a daughter in Spain for 21 days. She's gone with a group from school. Eight kids. Six girls and 2 boys. Mr. and Mrs. B. as chaperones. No cell phone service. She'll have access to a phone card and they will use them about once a week. I am really grateful she gets this opportunity.

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Lindsay said…
WOW!! I didn't think you were actually going to stick with the blog, but I thought I'd check it just in case. Sure enough. . .a few posts!!! Wahoo!! Keep it up. Trust me, your kids will be sooooo grateful one day. Plus I have nothing better than to check blogs so the more the better. ha ha.
June 18, 2008 at 8:19 AM
Lindsay said…
I just have to tell you I clicked on your blog again and Mya was sitting by me and started making monkey sounds when she saw your picture. too cute.
June 19, 2008 at 11:39 AM
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