



Zackery, the Scarecrow...Big Boy Jack, Sweet Grace, Close-up of Tarheel88 & her special Mother, Beautiful Emmalee, April & Lance

The house is quiet because Jack is asleep. I can hear myself breathing. Usually, I run to bed in anticipation of gaining the energy that I know I'll need for tomorrow. There's so many great pictures & stories
about our vacation. Since I don't know where to begin, here's a few.
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