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First day of school!

Eisley wants her picture taken too

Can't believe my baby girl goes to school all day every day now. Before your first day of school you asked me to write a note to your teacher (which you decorated with sparkles and an abundance of glue) it said something along the lines of "Dear Ms. Hunsaker, You are so nice. I love you. I'm going to try real hard to learn and grow. I'm going to love school. Love, Kaybree."

She wrote me an email later in the day and told me what a doll you are and how much she loved the note! You sure do know how to make an impression!

You're not as excited about school now but you still never complain. You've also started cheer. Yesterday you wore an ASU cheerleader dress around all day and practiced your cheer moves in the back yard until you got too hot and came back in. You told me you're going to be a cheerleader when you get big so I guess we have that to look forward to.

We are all moved in to the new house and I am in LOVE! I just love everything about it. I painted everything and got to a point where I couldn't walk the Saturday we moved in.
I just love all the windows all over. We're struggling because we know we need blinds and window coverings but we love all the natural light and the view of the trees outside.

We still have a lot of work to do in the back yard but we're waiting till it cools down and the mosquitoes go away to do more. There are so many places to garden and trees to trim. I think we might build a shed which I think will be really fun. I can't wait till October when it cools down and we can spend hours and hours back there! We saw some photos from the previous owner (two owners ago) and the yard was GORGEOUS when they lived there. Wish they'd come back and garden for us so we can enjoy those flowers!

There's so much to do at the house that we've hardly had time to enjoy it. I do enjoy the busy-ness though.

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