
Hope and Owen were decorating a cardboard box in the basement (location mistake!) with markers and decided that decorating their faces would be a good idea. Owen declined a photograph. Thank you Lord for washable markers!
~Rose
Oh, the comfort, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person, having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but pouring them all out, just as they are, chaff and grain together, certain that a faithful hand will take and sift them, keep what is worth keeping, and with a breath of kindness blow the rest away. ~Dinah Craik
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Yeah!!!!
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