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Streamlining the Blogs

I know it's been forever, and yes, Facebook is much to blame.  For as long as I held out and didn't join, now I see it's simplicity (and it's ability to suck up all my online time!!).

BUT--After much pondering, I've decided I'm not giving up on blogging! Sometimes a narrative or story will be better served in a blog format, so I'm combining blogs into one.  Intentional Family is our new all-in-one blog for the goings on of our family, Braska's progress, celebrations, and challenges, as well as the amazing rise of little sister Kinlee.

Other places you could check out if you so choose would be our new business Larae Photography LLC on Facebook or on the web at, or the page for my hobbies-gone-busy Just RK Designs.

So if there ARE any blog readers still out there, please come on over to the new place and join up for the ride.  All the old posts from the 3 previous blogs will be there soon so you can catch up if you need to!  I hope to catch up with all of YOU, too!

Thanks so much for being so faithful for so long! Blogs have been a pivotal part of our family story, and I look forward to our next chapters!


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