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246. Putting away Cole's favorite "light up" shirt and my favorite (for him) bright orange pants - my boys are growing soooooo fast! (Ugly-Beautiful Gift - will explain on a later post)
245. Clean drinkable running water, fiber & fish oil - they all help my sensitive belly :)
244. Finally having something to blog about
243. Blake and Cole having a blast with a HUGE red ball & a little bitty scarecrow
242. Little boys with HUGE smiles in our hammock swing
241. Friends that protect us by noticing bad tires (thanks DEAN) and a husband who gets them fixed right away
240. Vehicles passing inspection (well this time it took a few hundred dollars, but oh well)
239. The most amazing and wonderful mechanic - Seth Raven
238. Freezing extra meals & more importantly using them at the end of a busy day
237. Safety during a storm
236. My three men




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  1. Blessings truly abound in your life...thanks for sharing with us...now,

    how can all of this be re-enacted for use years down the road for your boys? A video in the present speaking directly to your boys (and maybe grand children) will have tremendous meaning 30, 40, even 50 years from now!

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