Our dearest friends

There's just something about these two that oozes genuine love for our family.  In particularly, the boys.  Every birthday, every Christmas...they're always remembered with some special gift that shows them how much they're loved.  We don't see them often, but always cherish the times we do.

Bus, Donna and the boys at their home in Portland, next door to where we used to live before moving to the country in 2007 (before either boys was even born).

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