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1688. Blake consistently asking for Avonlea to be by his side
1689. Kiddo compliments from strangers
1690. Housework compliments from my hubby
1691. A lunch date in Camden with 3 of my favorite people - Blake, Cole & Avi
1692. Avi's continued progress...especially her new crawl/walk (crawling with legs in walking position)
1693. Beautiful weather - and kids that notice
1694. Cole seeing Jesus everywhere (even if its actually a civil war monument)
1695. Special outings made possible by GiGi
1696. The boys impromptu dance/song when they got their special outing money
1697. A new, much less expensive payroll company
1698. Blake & Cole asking to feel the baby kick (even though they can't really feel him yet)
1699. Governor's restaurant - specifically their mozzarella cheese sticks
1700. Friends that I miss - and the hope of reconnecting soon
1701. How well Cole is communicating
1702. Weekend plans
1703. A 2 day/3 night women's retreat at the end of September (in 14 days actually, not that I'm counting :) :) :))
1704. Being there when things "click" for Blake - Ffff, Ffff, Ffff is for fish, fan, foot etc...
1705. "Explode the code" - and the friends that recommended it.


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