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The story of Noah: Part 2
Please start with The story of Noah before reading this entry.
Weeks passed and the ridge was still there. I had felt his head so many times by this point I wondered if I were now imagining the ridge because it became so common. I decided it was not a big deal (“maybe [...]
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Family vacation.
My family and I are leaving Wednesday for Glacier National Park in Montana. I’m looking forward to being surrounded by mountains and in nature in general. I’m not overly excited about camping, but my hubby and I love the outdoors. I can’t wait to go for a walk with the Lord there. [...]
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Aww, I want one!
My husband and I have known for some time how many children we would have and have said many prayers asking the Lord how large our family should be. Two natural, one adopted. Those numbers were far from the five that we both originally stated we wanted when we were first married.
I had a good [...]
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Merry Christmas
Well, this was our first Christmas on Christmas Day. I’m in the process of making my first holiday meal of ham, baked mac n cheese, candied sweet potatoes, sweet potato pie and greens. Plus a birthday cake for Jesus. Per Peanut’s request.
We let the kids sleep under the tree last night and had to drag [...]
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Moving to Moorhead
We’re moving. Once we move across the river I’ll be 15 minutes closer to home and so will Big Stud. There’s a story to be told here and since I’m at work and don’t have anything to do, I’ll tell the story from the beginning.
In December of 2003 Big Stud and I bought our first [...]
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Peanutism #5,365
One day my little 4 year old daughter, Peanut and her 2 year old brother, Bubba were playing house. She was the mother and Bubba didn’t know what his role was. He’s walking around calling her mom but she doesn’t answer. She keeps looking at me as if to say, “Why aren’t you answering that [...]
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