I love Zoe's face in these as she played "where's PawPaw?" this past week with Jeremiah's dad...
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Jesus follower. Lover of all things Hambrick. Wisdom and whimsy seeker.
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1 comments:
Those dark eyes are killer. She's beautiful.
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