Last night, I decided I was not going to wake up to the dirty refrigerator again- can you say, "nesting?" So after all the other kids were put to bed, Gracie and I got to work cleaning it out. At first I employed her help just for practice, but in the end she was an actual help to me! We got the whole thing done in under half an hour. The whole thing was a pleasure to me, but more so than seeing the sparkling white interior, was the joy of working with my daughter. I must admit, I heard this day would one day come, but I never actually believed it would! Thanks to the Lord for His faithfulness in His promises, for this encouragement, and for giving us both the ability to accomplish such a task - that's no small thing for me at almost nine months prego!
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What a blessing! Reminds me of the verse: Two are better than one, because they have a good return for their work (Eccl. 4:9)
Wow! You've almost made it! I lived on crushed ice last July waiting for baby number 5 to arrive. It was HOT in Alabama but I think you've got it worse where you are. Can't wait to hear the good news!
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Moms4Psalms
I love that you used the word prego. Did you know in Italian (and probably other languages) it means 'welcome'? That's very appropriate for a mom-of-five-to-be. (Wow...that came out more confusing than I expected!)
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