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443. Rice cake remnants in window sills
444. Blake answering the phone for the first time
445. 2 bathed boys in hooded towels
446. Cole's buzz
447. Sandbox city made by Grammy, Blake and Cole
448. Taco Salad on a dock
449. Cole transferring rocks from one side of the dock to the other
450. A friend holding Avi so I could eat
451. Empty toilet paper rolls - so thankful I have a family that uses it all up...even if I have to be the one to change it out :)
452. Cole waking up too early then falling back asleep
453. Parenting books
454. Ugly Beautiful - uploading photos to this blog and then pressing a wrong button and having to start over (still thankful for the photos)
455. Going to the doctor for WELL CHILD check ups.  So thankful Avonlea is well :)
456. My new soft pants and my washing machine - cuz I think I'm going to be wearing them a lot!
457. Having a creative outlet (this blog) that I have access to at all hours of the day and night
458. Finding out my sister is visting for a week in a week - and she'll be able to come to my first Jockey party
459. Kids helping me put away dishes and hang up clothes
460. That we can cling to our Father (Psalm 63:8)
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