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Well, here's the Easter pics I've kept you waiting for. I also missed Michael's birthday in this blog, but he did indeed turn one, and we had a nice time watching him smear cake/icing all over himself. His Godparents joined us to watch, and brought him a statue of St. Michael along with a huge fluffy puppy dog that he drags around the house. Yesterday we buried Bob, and it was a beautiful sunny day, and everything went perfectly. Alex standing up to speak about his dad was a heartbreaker, but he did a great job. Bret and the Firehammer boys and Mark B. were altar servers, and of course, as a mom that's always a proud moment. Bret was a pallbearer along with some of the other dads and relatives. Lots of tears and laughs in the same afternoon. We head back there today to help to put their house back in order from the descent of all the people. It's still so surreal.
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