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I must say that I have the most creative and talented friends; truly I do! I think half of my gifts at Grady's baby shower were handmade! The love that goes into these gifts is incredible! With that said, I have three friends that have decided (thankfully) to take their talents and turn them into a business. Why not make a little money doing what you love and are so talented at???

Bre has always painted. She is constantly thinking of new ways and creative ways to paint her house or the kids rooms. She painted the jeep on Jackson's wall in his room. Recently she started painting letters for her friend's babies. She painted Grady's letters and they are BEYOND adorable! Through this, Artzy Alphabets was born. You can go to her site www.artzyalphabets.com to see more of what she does and place an order.

Lindsay created my blog. Her mind is always thinking of new and creative things to do! Like Bre, she too has painted and been engrossed in art for most of her life. She has decided to take her passion for art and teach children. I love it! Anytime we can teach children about any facet of art is a blessing! Her business is called Doodlebugzart. She hosts and teaches art classes to children (mommy and me classes to individual art sessions) in various locations in North Dallas. Check out www.doodlebugzart.com to sign up for an art class today!

Jamie has also honed her talents into making the most adorable tutu's and hats ever! I am the proud recipient of two hats for Grady! They are so cute!!! Her site is called Reese's Little Pieces (after her daughter). Check her out at www.reeseslilpieces.blogspot.com

I also have these links on the side of my page if you want to check them out in the future. Don't forget to click of Selah Photography when you want some professional pictures done! My friend, Melanie, is amazing!!! You can go to her site to see our most recent family pictures that we just took with Grady! Unbelievable!

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Romberg Family said…
Aww thanks Megan!!!!

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