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August, 2008

  1. I’m in Love

    August 31, 2008 by Monica Sepper

    with baby legs!!! SInce our baby girl is moving and grooving, she “needed” something to protect her legs.  I love ‘em!!!! 

     


  2. Always a Surprise

    August 29, 2008 by Monica Sepper

    Here is to another first week back at work.  It is hard to believe that this will be my 5th year to teach.  Where has the time gone?

    Once again, my wonderful husband surprised me with flowers.  It took me till last year (http://www.thesepperfamily.com/2007/09/02/wow-flowers/) to realize that he sent me flowers the first day of school since I started teaching.  I know, I know.  It is a nice surprise and this year was nothing less. 

    I got a call on Monday afternoon letting me know that I had flowers in the office.  I was very excited and knew that they were from Tom.  I went to get my flowers and to read my note.  To my surprise, not only were the flowers from my wonderful husband but they were also from my beautiful daughter.  I am so lucky!

    Thank you to my wonderful husband for thinking of me on my first day of school and thank you to my beautiful daughter for helping daddy pick out the most gorgeous flowers yet.  I love you both sooooo much!!!!

     


  3. That’s Our (Crazy) Girl..

    August 24, 2008 by Tom Sepper

    Words really are not needed..


  4. Daddy’s Little Girl

    August 23, 2008 by Tom Sepper

    Last Sunday we (again) braved the no-tax ‘crowd’ and went over to our local Target to look for more clothes for Katie Lynn. She does this squeal sound when laughing; it’s so hard to describe in words so maybe I’ll post a video or audio clip at some point. Anyhoo, whenever she makes this sound I tend to attempt to replicate it and mimic her.. which in turns makes her laugh more thus creating more of her signature sound. I don’t know who enjoys is more.. her or me.

    We’re walking down an aisle and I keep repeating to her: “Can you say Da Da? Da Da? Daddy?”

    To our amazement, Katie Lynn says it. Da Da. As clear as can be. I gaze at Monica with a “did she really just say it?” look on my face.. Monica heard it too. So I continue repeating “Da Da” to her only to have her repeat it back to me.

    My heart just melts when I look at my daughter, and it’s such an inexplicable feeling when I hear her say “Da Da”.

    Somehow I’m at a loss for words.. except for “I love you, Daughter.”