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Wireless at last!!!!

Well a very good friend, (Donna), fixed my computer so that we are now wireless. The kids have thier own computer and I have mine! I cleaned up the software and now the computer is alot faster! It is amazing what they put on the computer!
Oh well. Thanks so much for the comments! I get excited when I read them. Keep them coming! I also should let you all know that I can't figure out how to down load the video. So we will not be putting Noah on here. At least for now, I will be happy to play you the dvd when you come visit. So you will either be knocking at my door soon or you will be staying away :).
This week flew by. The kids didn't have school on monday so I feel like I lost a day. Sarah was sick yesterday so I lost another one. I do my running around when they are in school so it is hard when they are home. With that being said I CAN'T WAIT FOR SUMMER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! No school no running around just a pool and warm air! Soon, very soon!
Alright now I promise pictures next time! Till then.... BYE

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gmom said…
Hey, Trish, what a great way to keep up with all you guys. I can't believe Sarah is 13! I miss seeing all you guys...a lot!!!
March 31, 2008 at 9:39 AM
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