Sons are an heritage from the LORD, children a reward from him. Like arrows in the hands of a warrior are sons born in one's youth. Blessed is the man whose quiver is full of them. PS 127:3-5a
Monday, October 09, 2006
Written in Floss
My husband and I have had a running joke about the baby name. We have always said that it was subject to change until it was embroidered on something, but once in floss, it could not be changed. This weekend, I used my embroidery machine for the first time and the result was "Juliann". I could not get the machine to add another "a" despite having programmed it into the original design. Guess I'll have to change the blog to Juliann's closet...
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