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This year I noticed something different in all of the pictures of Ivey's birthday. This was the first year that there were none, no not one, somber face caught in any of the 400+ pictures. This year we truly celebrated - Ivey's birthday's are always a sweet reminder of life, real life, and all that it takes to live it. She wraps it all up in a pretty package for all of us. That's her gift to us. But this year- all of us- have learned to find the sweetness in all of life's lessons.....This year I see only pure JOY in all the pictures - Godspeed baby 'beautiful girl'

All in all we collected many many books for Georgia PINES to be brailled for all of Georgia's blind/visually impaired or deafblind children. What a great gift to pass on...literacy.


Anonymous said…
Beutiful Photos!

Love her skirt!
Heather said…
Nice new quote at the top,kindred spirit girl;)

Miss Ivey is a blessing beyond compare and the gift of her life,is a gift to us all!

I love all the pictures and I LOVE the tutu dress!So darling!

Please get back to me about the toy when you get a minute and your address as it is deep sixed with my Christmas card list ... in storage!!
Anonymous said…
Gwen, you are quite the photographer! If ever a group of pictures illustrated love, this is it! So glad to be a small part of Ivey's celebration.

Lisa said…
LOVE the tutu! She is a joy!
Pretty Pretty Princess Ivey :) I love your birthday tut Ivey.
Shannon and Family in Austin

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