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Sometimes, it feels SO NICE to wrap up some projects :) I've had two projects in-the-works lately, and I was amazed at how complicated they became!  I have managed to turn Christmas cards into quite the production... and after 6 months in our house, Josh and I JUST hung family pictures! I sat on the floor of our soon-to-finally-be-baby-room (currently peaceful project room) this afternoon, stuffing envelopes with photos, cards, newsletters... And just before tucking our boys in for their nap today, Josh and I hung pictures in the upstairs play area. Hooray!! 

sneak-peek at our Christmas cards!





*photos hung inside these frames are from Caitlin Kristine Photography
*photos being sent out inside our cards are from Bri'Anne Elizabeth Photography
My aunt passed along a blog to me recently, which inspired the way these are hung. It's easy to spend WAY too much time reading blogs (*wink!*), but this one I loved! Check it out... http://www.brownpaper--packages.com/http://www.brownpaper--packages.com/

Merry Christmas, everybody!

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