The Duncan Family: Daddy time

Friday, January 12, 2007

Daddy time

Daddy has a four day weekend (MLK) and we are having a blast spending time together!

We had maintnance here yesterday and the guy who was installing our floor looked at Vera and me and said she must look like her Dad. I hear that all the time!!!! Good thing her Dad is cute.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...: it's just too bad that she doesn't like her daddy. hehe!; Sunday, January 14, 2007
Jess said...: I just LOVE her hair!! WILD CHILD!!

Hey what does Beth's comment mean?; Wednesday, January 17, 2007
Anonymous said...: Hey guys she is adorable!Ella is in the stages of rebellion when it comes to sleeping some nights she is all about a good 5 hours straight and others are a circus! Tell Clay sorry about the Buckeyes! Angela said something about you guys coming to Rucker. I hope that is true. Send me an email and let me know! Armyflyer23@Hotmail.com; Wednesday, January 17, 2007

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The band, it doesn't play for me, I am not among “the Best.”
I do not march in cadence; I do not rate salute,
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I live a life of sacrifice, my reward a private glory.
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About the one glory that is mine,
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I'll know that freedom isn't free,
I'll know I've helped to pay the price –
and that the anthem plays for me.

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