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873. The word of God encouraging me to come before Him with PRAISE and THANKSGIVING
874. The ability (though I don't always use it) to do so - no matter what is thrown my way.
875. Asking God for help in front of and with my boys
876. The process of learning how to put off the "old man" and put on the "new man"
877. The growth that comes with teaching your children concepts that you are still learning yourself
878. Blake greeting me every morning with arms spread wide
879. Simplifying
880. Flower toast (butter two sides of a slice of bread, use a cookie cutter to cut a flower, put both parts in pan, add an egg where the flower used to be, flip it...wahlah!) Protein + Fiber + Big Smiles :)
881. Confession and forgiveness
882. Blake and Cole wanting me to cook everything on the table so they can "help"
883. The pan my Aunt Marie bought me that makes that possible
884. Simple recipes
885. Swinging in our hammock with Blake crawling all over me
886. The joy the boys find in the simplest things - like running in circles
887. Growing
888. Friends that encourage in the midst of their own struggles
889. God's mercy
890. You - if you are reading this, you are a blessing to me.

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  1. *hugs*

    I can just picture Blake and Cole wanting to "help"!! How sweet!!!

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