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A to Z of Thankful Me: D

This is the A to Z Challenge, day 4.

D is for Dogs, Disneyland and Delight

Lucy and Melmo posing for a Christmas photo

John's mom visiting Disneyland (and California Adventures) for the first time

And Dates with my honey each Friday night. 

Spend time with those you love!

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Thanks for days of fun!

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  1. A delightful post, Kristi. Love the photos. I can see all the fun in them.

  2. Darn, I'm not the only one starting their comment with the letter of the day....
    For me; Dirk. That's one of my cats... Dikkie Dirk we call him. The first part means something like Fatty.. 'cause he is. Fat. But also very adorable and cuddly.

    1. You are clever, regardless of whether or not others have the same idea! I should have used a photo of Drexel, but I wanted to show some of the dogs we had when the kids were younger.

  3. Your post made me smile. What an uplifting read for a Saturday morning.

    1. Thank you for visiting! I enjoyed reading your A to Z post.

  4. I love dogs and Disneyland! Though I have to admit, I think cats do make more delightful pets. ;)

    1. I have always preferred dogs, but it's OK to be a cat person. :-) Thanks for stopping by!

  5. THose are all perfect D words for you!

  6. are you wearing really fancy mouse-ka-ears in that last shot or a hat???? I cant figure it out! I do so love the doggies and John's mom looked like that first trip was a success!

    1. Yes, both! It's a fancy ear headband, with a little hat attached.

  7. It would be soooo fun to be able to go to Disneyland whenever you wanted!

    1. We aren't super-close, but definitely close enough to make it a day-trip. And yes, it is fun--a bright spot in this desert!


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