sweet girls. swinging on the front porch reading and playing with dolls. perfect.
our little cherry tree that could.
grace wanted a "healfy" lunch.
we had cereal for dinner. it was a rough day. john was at soccer. it was me versus the kids.
"help! momma, help! help!" he was stuck. i didn't fall for it.
after a 30 minute battle, i won! he picked up his toys and went to bed. that was exhausting, but i am the champion. this time. truthfully, it was a whole lot of praying.
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