Week 30

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Joi said…
30 weeks woohoo!! Mood swings and cabbage can make days seem way longer but hang in there Bachelders :)
March 27, 2011 at 10:47 AM
Jodi said…
You're in the home stretch! And speaking of homes... I'm still crossing my fingers for our town!!!
March 27, 2011 at 6:40 PM
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