You Heard it Here First....

(unless you've spoken to Sean's parents or mine)

Baby's due December 25, 2008!

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  1. JanaMay 2, 2008 at 9:19 AM

    Congrats!

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  2. ChadMay 2, 2008 at 10:37 AM

    WOO HOO! Now I have permission to tell EVERYONE....although Chad couldn't wait and has already told everyone at the hangar! The kids are so excited for you. Josiah said that it will be his best birthday ever - since you're due around his birthday!

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  3. Los CannonMay 2, 2008 at 10:46 AM

    Wow! I had no idea I was going to give Josiah HIS BEST BIRTHDAY EVER! That's too cute.

    You really hadn't told everyone yet?!

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  4. LaurieMay 2, 2008 at 1:16 PM

    Congratulations!
    (from MAF headquarters...):)

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  5. AnonymousMay 4, 2008 at 9:11 PM

    Becca & Sean! We're thrilled for you!

    Aunt Anita & Uncle Richard

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  6. AnonymousMay 5, 2008 at 7:13 AM

    Congrats to you!! I'm a regular reader in Olathe, KS and just love your blog. Can't wait for the coming months ahead and especially the new arrival in December. I'm glad you are in Oaxaca now. My folks lived in Mexico City for 5 years and I remember them talking of Oaxaca fondly. They even took me there when I was visiting them once. I think you'll love it there, really. Keep up the good work you are doing- and again, cheers from Kansas!

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