Friday, May 25, 2012

When I Back Out of Our Driveway

I must first move a sword, shoo the ducks from the gate, and make sure that little playing people are lined up on the grass where I can keep my eyes on them as I back up the van. I chuckle at the "I love you dady" written in the dust in the back of the van, thinking "that's gonna be mixed feelings when he sees that".

See what I mean? So incredibly blessed.

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