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1589-1606

1589. A change of plans (thought I was staying home with the kids and end up having a family adventure)
1590. Tricycles cruising down the mini mall halls (where the sign shop is)
1591. A very sweet and encouraging note from a sister in Christ
1592. Blake, Cole and Daddy playing their first round of Hungry, Hungry, Hippos
1593. Broccoli slaw - I never knew it existed
1594. Cole's constant affection towards his sister
1595. Blake counting down until his cousin's dance
1596. All three kids sitting through and enjoying the entire dance - for 3 hours :)
1597. Little and big dancers with beautiful smiles
1598. Avonlea dancing right along
1599. An unexpected dinner invitation
1600. Chatting with old friends until wee hours of the night - while their children entertained ours
1601. The sound of Blake's laugh as he jumped on a trampoline
1602. Learning to look forward to Christ's return - on good days and bad
1603. Encouraging words from a father figure
1604. Good decisions...like marrying Matt (actually, I think that is the best decision I ever made)
1605. Enjoying Blake, Cole and Avonlea more every day
1606. Growing as a parent, a person, and a believer

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