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It's not often that I get surprises, but when I do, I love 'em. Especially when they come from Hawaii. Huh-wah-yee, People! The lovely Laura & Michael Perry from Withinhisgrace.com emailed me and told me I could pick out some stuff from their web site and they would mail it to me. Just because they like my blog! How sweet are they?! I. Love. Them.

Not wanting to impose, I had Little Chic pick out her two favorite items. I could have picked a dozen, let me tell ya. I love all that kind of stuff. Anyway, I told them that we wanted the Romans cap and the pink Name shirt. I don't think I've ever gotten a package from Hawaii. Well, before now. Yay! It came, and not only was the super-cute shirt and hat in there, they sent more. I love bonuses almost as much as I love surprises.

So here's just a teeny-weeny sampling of what they have. Go take a look around. Return the favor to the Perrys. Order some stuff.

Comments

Rochelle said…
Wow. That's pretty neat. I'm sure Lil Chic was thrilled to be the beneficiary!
4/21/2008 8:50 PM
Allana Martian said…
Wow! You scored a pretty sweet haul, there! Kudos! Love the pink shirt. My 13 yo daughter would love the hat!
4/22/2008 9:46 PM
Alex @ I'm the Mom said…
How nice was that! Aw :-)

Lil Chic looks really pretty and her new gear looks fantastic!!
4/23/2008 10:18 AM
Anonymous said…
That is so cool that you got all that stuff. LOVE the pink shirt.
4/26/2008 8:23 AM
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