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
Sunday, April 27, 2008
It feels like forever since I sat down to blog. Julianna and I had a shoe disagreement. She loves this pair, but her toes stick out the front. I've spent a lot of time hiding shoes lately.
Raggedly Ann needed to be rocked to sleep this week.
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