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SO excited!!!

they’re here! they’re here! they’re finally here! i’ve been anticipating a package w/ MY name on it and it got here last night!

back story: dave has this pillow that he’s had since childhood. a family friend down the street made one for him and each of his brothers. i think i first saw this pillow when visiting his parents’ house before we got married, along with the the ‘matt’ pillow and thought they were the coolest things EVER! i’m thinking the ‘joey’ pillow was already residing w/ joe and mary at the time, because i didn’t see it until we were staying with them some time later. at any rate, the ‘david’ pillow has always had a home in our living room, and i’ve always had in the back of my head that i wanted to make a set of them for our kids. well, mary beat me. a couple weeks ago, she posted, on her blog, pictures of the super-cute pillows she made for HER kids! OH! i was green with envy (and frustration), but alas, i have no sewing machine! grrr. BUT, unbeknownst to me, my husband and mary were plotting! a couple weeks ago, i found out she was making them for us too! 002the infamous ‘david’ pillow that started it all (for me, at least).008the ‘shane’ pillow.003the ‘layla’ pillow.004 the ‘micah’ pillow.005and she even made me a ‘rachel’ pillow! i almost cried when she told me she was making one for me too! 001so here’s our collection of family pillows! i’m so excited for my kids to be able to take them with them wherever life leads them… and maybe inspire a 3rd generation of pillows!

thanks mary!!! we love our pillows and we love you!!!

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  1. Hurray! You got them. I am so glad that you like them. Disclaimer: They are not perfect, your goddaughter "helped" with them, but that is the beauty of homemade right?? :)
    Enjoy!!!

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  2. OMGosh I love them!!! What a fabulous idea!!! Envious!

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