The Duncan Family: cereal

Tuesday, July 01, 2008

cereal

Vera's 1st bowl of cereal with milk! FRUIT CHEERIOS!!!!

7 comments:

Anonymous said...: Yea Vera - You are such a big girl! Love you bunches.

G-Ma Dreyer in florida; Tuesday, July 01, 2008
Monica~ James~ Connor said...: Love those!! she does really well with the spoon doesn't she? way to go Vera...enjoy!!; Tuesday, July 01, 2008
Wally & Leah Hansen said...: What a big girl! And I love the new header, great pics. You are a beautiful family!!!; Tuesday, July 01, 2008
Unknown said...: Go "V"! Love those Alphabet jammie jams....Uncle Nash; Tuesday, July 01, 2008
Jason and Carrie said...: How cool! Vera you are just growing up by the day!; Wednesday, July 02, 2008
Becky said...: What a big girl! Amazing how having another baby turns her into a big girl so fast!; Wednesday, July 02, 2008
Unknown said...: Way to go, Vera!!!!; Thursday, July 03, 2008

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