731. A fishing trip with no fish, not even a bite
732. My sweet inlaws
733. Bodey’s chapped chin
734. My little girlies playing and Poppet says, “my name is RoseAnn”
735. Planning gardens in my mind
736. My brother
737. Baby fat! (why is this so wonderful on babies and not on us??)
738. The fringe of his eyelashes when he’s asleep
739. The end of football season being near!
740. An afternoon at Shyloh’s
The LORD is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer; my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge. He is my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.
Psalm 18:2
2 comments:
734 :D
Aww! Don't be a Football hater, be a Football lover:)
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