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harmony on Tuesday February 15, 2011
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harmony on Tuesday February 15, 2011
first night in the alps. We had raclette the night before at our place...but apparently we shouldn't have, because we also had it here. Two nights in a row of melted cheese on potatoes isn't exactly good on the stomach. AFter eating this and the next nights (Christmas eve) dinner, Mom and Dad weren't feeling very well on Christmas day...they were stuck in their room with sick stomachs. :(
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I am the mother of three adorable kids Cado, Paisley, and Geneve.  I am a member of the church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. Though we hail from Southern California, my husband works for KPMG and we're on a rotation in Geneva, Switzerland...

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