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Sometimes all you have to do is stand in the middle and be cute! Happy Friday to everyone. Don't forget to see Kim's blog for more humor!

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  1. Oh, My, GOODNESS!!!! That was so incredibly cute and simply hilarious! I found myself moving with her! Oh thank you so much for sharing that today.
    Happy Friday to you!!!
    Kim

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  2. i love watching my toddler do the hula hoop on the wii. you said it...soooo cute!

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  3. I love how the hips were moving-and all the satisfaction and accomplishment in the moment was all over her face! How cute! Amanda

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  4. That is precious!!! He is adorable!

    Happy Friday!

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  5. The best humor is kid humor! Thanks for the chuckle. Laughter truly is a balm to the soul.

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  6. Oh how PRECIOUS!!!!

    Thanks for sharing this. Made me laugh♥

    Have a blessed weekend

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  7. Too cute! I LOVE it! Happy Friday.

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  8. I just love children and this is so precious!

    Thanks for stopping by on my blog. That's how I found yours and I'm so happy that I did. It truly is a pleasure to read your postings. I'll be stopping by again. I became a follower of yours today. I couldn't resist, we both have such a love for the Lord and anyone that knows me, knows me as the Alleluia woman. I love to laugh and to smile. When I saw your face and the name of the blog, it drew me in as well.

    Peace and blessings to you,
    Alleluiabelle

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  9. My daughter's wedding is next week, so I'm just browsing tonight. You visited me for a Spiritual Sunday and I'm repaying your visit!

    This is so cute. And your blog is so cheerful!

    Hugs, KJ

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  10. That made my night! I am giving a laugh talk to moms of preschoolers tomorrow. This is classic. I may have to mention that I saw this. I loved it!

    Thank you!!!

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