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| Charlotte Beck |
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| Mike Thorpe |
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| Seth Boyack. Wherefore the glamour shots of Charlotte, Mike, and Seth? Can't remember, to be honest, but the three of them met us at a restaurant in Salt Lake and then we went up to Park City for the day to walk around. Maybe each of them was feeling sexy at some point and asked independently to have their pictures taken by Rachel. Like I said, I don't know why we have these pictures. (Ask them?) |
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| Right after brunch in Salt Lake somewhere. I think we're arranged by body-fat percentages here. I know, I know. What weird people. (And don't be offended, Rach - Seth is practically anorexic and you have lady equipment that counts against you that Seth doesn't.) |
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| The back of Charlotte's hand. Again, not sure why we have this picture. It was probably part of the photo shoot she asked Rachel to do. Guess she likes the back of her right hand. |
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| Rachel remembers that at one point during the day, Hudson was crying and when Charlotte couldn't get him to quiet down, Mike asked if he could give it a shot. Hudson stopped crying quickly. Whether out of sheer intimidation or because Mike's a cuddly guy is a fair question. |
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| Note the flower in Mike's ear. |
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| Again with that dang flower. |
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| Hudson with his dawg, Mike. Like I said, Hudson took good naps on his big buddy's shoulder. |
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| Hudson with his Uncle Wade |
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| Josh, son of Holly, Rachel's sister |
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| Annabelle, Holly's youngest daugther |
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| Gabriella, Holly's middle daughter |
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| The Holly of which we speak |
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| Macy, Wade's daughter, hammin' it up |
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| Grandma Milligan taking Hudson on a ride through her house in the stroller she keeps on-hand for just such occasions. We'd flown in from D.C. a couple hours before, so Grandma had to really wear out some carpet to calm him down. |
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| Rachel and Grandpa Milligan. I call him Leo. I call Grandma Milligan "Grandma," but Leo is too cool a name not to say when you have the opportunity. |
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| Mark and Lori, Rachel's cousins, with Hudson |
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| Morgan Hardie -- Wade's oldest daughter |
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| I promise that I wasn't just standing there with a basketball on my hip, hoping Rachel would come around for a picture. And Wade wasn't just waiting around for someone to mad-dog. It just worked out that way for both of us. |
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| Josh again |
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| Macy again |
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| Colleen, Rachel's aunt, and Colleen's daughter, Megan |
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| Wade's kid Preston |
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| Rachel's aunt Diane and Preston |
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| Hudson with his Aunt Holly |
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| Holly's husband Matt |
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| Happy couple! |
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| Jeremy, Rachel's brother. I told him it looks like he works out. He said he does. I was like, Nothing gets past me. Jeremy agreed. |
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| My cousin Seth (the one with his head on my shoulder like we're dating; it's okay, though -- we're just family), me, and Mike Thorpe after a good brunch. I ordered two courses and I still don't feel bad about it. The French toast and the eggs Benedict. Vacation rules say that's okay to do. |
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| Rachel and Preston |
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| I'm allergic to cats. Rachel's dad and Margaret, his wife, who have several cats, had all his kids and her kids and all their kids over for a big Sunday dinner. Within minutes, I was wheezing and sneezing. After about an hour, Rachel caught me with my eyes closed, trying not to pass out. |
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| Rachel's sister Becca. She's single. And good with babies. Did I mention she's single? (Goal here isn't a shameless plug for my sister-in-law; goal here is to embarrass my sister-in-law.) |
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| Rachel's twin sister Wade. Nah, but seriously, don't they look a lot a like? |
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| Jim, Rachel's dad. Makes a heckuva chicken cacciatore and he loves his grandkid Hudson! |
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| Charlotte. She was all like, "Get a pic of how aerodynamic I look," and Rach was all like, "Okay!" |
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| Charlotte approving of Jane's gang signs |
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| The Three Amigas after a good ride |
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| Wade, Hudson and Preston |
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| Jamie Jensen, Rachel's sister, and her son Easton; half of Wade's face (he's Rachel's brother); and me. A bunch of Rachel's family went up to Cascade Springs in American Fork Canyon, Utah, for a leisurely stroll. |
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| From left to right: Wade, Kaye, Christy, Jamie, Holly, me, Rachel. Oh, and a bunch of kids are mixed in there, too. This is the group who went walking in the American Fork Canyon one day. (Minus Matt, Holly's husband, and a couple of their kids, who were already off exploring when we snapped this one. And Charlotte came along; she's the one behind the camera.) |
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| Kaye Milligan -- Rachel's aunt, Pat's wife -- was one of the best hostesses ever. We stayed at their home in Farmington, where we felt right at home. Thanks, Kaye! |
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| Cousinly love. Macy holds Hudson on the tiniest upholstered chair I've ever seen. |
