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852. A new friend reaching out
853. The common ground fair with 3 adults and 3 kids (wow, 1 on 1!)
854. Babysitting for the weekend barely working out, but God providing the perfect solution(s) - thanks Laura & Jen!!
855. A friend who cares enough to say whats on her mind
856. Blake sliding (or trying to slide) down a hill on a piece of cardboard
857. Cole imitating his big brother
858. Getting the the Parenting Matters conference on time (barely)
859. Being surrounded by humility
860. Old friends who encourage as they grow
861. Inspiration
862. Hope
863. Being on "the same page" with folks I just met
864. God's grace
865. Knowing I have a lot of growing to do, but not being in a hurry...a day (or a step) at a time
866. Feeling (and understanding the difference between)conviction vs condemnation
866. A new day
867. Matt and blake sitting together on a boulder in a large pond
868. Rest
869. Blake, Cole & Daddy building a river
870. Toy dump trucks
871. "chance" encounters
872. A silent morning drive






Linking up with Ann Voskamp, at her lovely blog, with so many others on a thankfulness journey.
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  1. MeredithSeptember 26, 2011 at 4:35 PM

    I love that you linked up! And you know what? I totally didn't even have time to link up today! Hahaha

    I love you... I am so grateful for God bringing us back together!

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