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Mimi's folks are in the hizouse. Not much to say about it other than they look great, they love Yuki, and she appears to love them right back. Here are some photos for your enjoyment.

Oh, hello. I didn't see you there.

Yuki and the newest member of her fan club, Hiro.

Yuki strikes a pose with her grandmother, Janet.

And because we like you, here's some bonus cuteness.

Okay, that was probably more because we are kind of obnoxious with the pictures of our kid, but we do like you. Promise.

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Anonymous said…
It's amazing how much alike all the grandfolks look when they first meet their grandcutie. All of their expressions are the same -- joy, wonder, amazement. Yuki -- well she just looks cute. Is that a curl I see forming on her forehead?
7:29 PM
smatano said…
Indeed! Yuki has the beginnings of a cowlick that will no doubt torment her in her teenage years. Right now, though, it's as cute as cute can be.
10:23 PM
Jess said…
They do look alike, but I wonder how much photographer control you executed here, Philip: did you ask both sets of grandparents, Mimi, and Yuki to all pose in the exact place or was that a coincidence?
And I don't mind excess pictures of Yuki cuteness. Keep it coming. We're all just so damn happy for you.
11:14 AM
smatano said…
I think owing to the limited number of places to stand and/or sit in our house, all of the grandparents ended up in the same places for their photoographs. Or maybe it's because they are all the same age? Or maybe there is some grandparent template they all use ...
7:39 PM
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