There may not be words to adequately describe how blessed my life has been, in spite of myself. I hope these memoirs in some way reflect God's unsurpassed love and faithfulness.
Friday, September 14, 2007
Mosquitoes.
Tonight we were getting in the van to run around and J. started whispering. He said, "SHhhhhh....." to A. I said, in a whisper voice, "Why are we whispering?" He whispered back, "So the mosquitoes can't find us."
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I realized something tonight. I have part of a bug vacuum in my purse. It's as if you knew... Are you watching me right now?
haha...he forgot to mention the crickets.
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