This past week I...
wished my sister a Happy 40th Birthday
made a detour to Wal-mart to buy bottles because I forgot Parker's on Thursday morning
overheard this short conversation between Jim and Jake: "Jake, you might better go into another room before I start lettin' 'em fly." "What, Daddy? You're gonna catch a fly?!"
kissed baby fat
read devotions
ate lunch at P.F. Chang's
gave fashion advice to Jim
brushed four-year old teeth
spent at least a quarter of an hour every night on our back porch swing
heard all about all thirteen of Jim's employees and how much he's diggin' his new job
found out my niece, Delilah, had her first portraits made and is growing by leaps and bounds
applied cornstarch baby powder to Parker's neck and chest and watched it work like magic to rid him of his heat rash
prayed for family members battling addiction
put sugar on strawberries and syrup on pancakes for breakfast
hugged my husband more for no special reason at all
and soothed a sobbing ten-month old who was missing his mommy and daddy something fierce after they left him in our church nursery.
What a week, right?
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