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Isn't She Lovely


Isn't she pretty

Truly the angel's best

Boy, I'm so happy

We have been heaven blessed

I can't believe what God has done

Through us he's given life to one

But isn't she lovely made from love


These lyrics are my favorite from Stevie Wonder’s song Isn’t She Lovely. Children are a blessing and my wish is that every child would be welcomed into this world with these sentiments. This is a slide show of my trip to San Diego last week. A great big thanks to several of you who prayed for Susanna. Your prayers are powerful. The fever left and she began to sleep more comfortably again. Grammy slept more peacefully, too!

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  1. I'm thinking you don't have any buttons left to burst! What a beautiful baby (and daughter, and flowers, and pooch).

    Thank you for sharing your treasures.

    Kathleen

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  2. great slideshow. It's so funny that you picked that song. I just added that exact same song to a montage video I'm putting together of Susanna's first year!

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  3. That's a nice slideshow. Lovely baby grandhild, lovely weather in San Diego, lovely flowers, lovely daughter, lovely godly "Mary". Thank you for sharing all these lovely things!
    Yes, I am sitting on a comfy recliner, feet up, with "venti Iced Passion Tea", tv on [but I wasn't even paying attention] while watching this "lovely slideshow [more than once]." God bless you sister Mary. You have a beautiful family and you, too.

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  4. I just LOVED these pics! I especially enjoyed mamma reading to her baby Susanna! And the 3 gens. And Tummy Time. Thank you for taking the time to put the slideshow together, it's wonderful! Soon, you'll be teaching her to say "Grandma rocks!" Much love from Indiana.

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  5. Yes she is indeed lovely!!! Oh don't grandchildren touch your heart in ways that are just beyond belief!!
    I love your sentiments about children... wouldn't the world be a better place if everyone felt that way?

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  6. Dear Friend,

    Beautiful, just beautiful! You know how I feel about grandchildren...they bring such instant joy and a smile just bursts out across our faces. Susanna is the essence of beauty and so much more, she truly is. I so enjoyed your slideshow. You look like you had good weather and such a great time. I'm glad that Susanna is feeling so much better...and grammy too!

    Love you much,
    Alleluiabelle

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  7. Susanna is LOVELY! So glad she is well and happy again.

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  8. Just got done with my devotion. This is one of my invisible visits here. If I want to be smiling all day, gotta' come by here because someone's smiles are contagious and get rubbed off.
    :) Just popping over to say "hello" sis Mary and I'm praying God will direct us all, bloggers, with His wisdom. It's all about Him...Have a great Wednesday! Love and hugs, RRRS :)

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  9. Please come by and visit me. Just want to share something with you :) God bless.

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  10. Mary,

    Please stop by my site. I have a surprise waiting there for you.

    Love you,
    Alleluiabelle

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  11. O MY GOODNESS SHE IS ABSOLUTELY BEAUTIFUL!!! I was trying to kiss her cheeks through my screen but I couldn't so I laid my hands on her and photo and prayed for her and then for all of you. I so loved the photos. You are beautiful as is your daughter. I love that precious dog.

    Great song to go with the photos.

    Love you sweet one.

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  12. She is truly lovely and so are all the photos.
    Charlotte

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  13. Loved the slideshow of your adorable grandbaby and family! Aren't grandchildren just the love of your life? I never dreamed being a Gramma would feel so wonderful! My older daughter and husband lived in San Diego in the 90's so I had a chance to visit them there.

    Hugs,
    Jean

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  14. Good Morning! Just found your blog and want to say Hi. Enjoyed seeing your slideshow! Precious little grandbaby :)
    Kindly, ldh

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