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Stella-Ruth Comes Home

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    These pictures follow Stella-Ruth coming home to Arlington, Texas from Cheboksary, Republic of Chuvashia, Russian Federation. The photos are not so much a catalogue of our trips or adventures so much as pictures of Stella along the way, beginning as an ultra shy little girl in January and ending with a bright and cheerful smiling girl home in Texas.

Russia 2006

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    An assortment of photos from our three trips to Moscow and Cheboksary in January and April 2006.

Great Things-Jacob

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    Random assortment of pictures of Russia, Jacob, family and friends from his first year with us

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Friday, July 04, 2008

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Syd

Yes, you are a family of total party poopers!! And I am sure that the others would agree to say "bring it on" I bet you will be hard pressed to find an inconvenient time to be a "friend".

We missed you guys!

Mc's

Glad our beautiful voices were the first things you heard this morning! Happy 4th!

Casey McLean

After reading through this blog and giving it some thought I have come to this question...


Does this mean that we are going to have to come over to your house all the time and play because Jacob and Stella will not let you leave your driveway?


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