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That's gross.&lt;br /&gt;
There are laws about that kind of thing.&lt;br /&gt;
I know you love her, but you just can't.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So, at age 5, he says: &amp;nbsp;"Well, then who will I marry?"&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
To which I replied, "Daddy and I will let you know when we find her."&lt;br /&gt;
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To which he replied, "No way! &amp;nbsp;What if she is an old lady!?!"&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What is wrong with this kid?&lt;br /&gt;
He's 5.&lt;br /&gt;
I really believe he didn't get enough air coming out of the womb. &lt;br /&gt;
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This is my third go at WW. &lt;br /&gt;
Once after each of my last 3 kiddos.&lt;br /&gt;
It works. &amp;nbsp;Every time. &amp;nbsp;Ha. &amp;nbsp;You actually have to do it, but it works.&lt;br /&gt;
I love going to the meetings and weighing in. &lt;br /&gt;
Well, so far I love it! &amp;nbsp;But, then again, I've lost weight every time so that helps.&lt;br /&gt;
Anyway, yesterday I had a "moment." &lt;br /&gt;
You know what I mean, right?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We had a Funday Sunday with our teen group. &amp;nbsp;Once a month, they stay after church for a couple of hours and I fix dinner, we play games, have a time of devotions, etc.&lt;br /&gt;
Well, I was soooo hungry at Sunday School time. &lt;br /&gt;
Then, I was soooo hungry at church time.&lt;br /&gt;
So then when I went back to the kitchen to start cooking, I was&amp;nbsp;ravenous! &lt;br /&gt;
So, I figured I hadn't used any of my points that morning and I would just eat a cookie. &amp;nbsp;That should help.&lt;br /&gt;
I ate it.&lt;br /&gt;
Then I got my little calculator out to figure up the point value. &lt;br /&gt;
(Note to self: &amp;nbsp;figure out points before shoving into mouth.)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;6 points in one cookie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Of course I didn't discover this until after the cookie was gone.&lt;br /&gt;
And then I got to thinking about it and I didn't even enjoy the cookie.&lt;br /&gt;
I scarfed it! &lt;br /&gt;
3 or 4 bites and it was gone.&lt;br /&gt;
And I don't remember one moment of it.&lt;br /&gt;
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So....fast forward a few hours.&lt;br /&gt;
This really began to bother me.&lt;br /&gt;
My lack of character.&lt;br /&gt;
I just eat and don't enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;
I don't savor it.&lt;br /&gt;
I mean, if you are going to spend 6 points on a cookie, you better enjoy every bit of it!&lt;br /&gt;
But I hadn't.&lt;br /&gt;
So, I &amp;nbsp;made a bath for myself during the few minutes of afternoon we had between services. &lt;br /&gt;
I poured a Pepsi One into a large cup of ice.&lt;br /&gt;
And got a cookie.&lt;br /&gt;
I sat in the bathtub and savored every bite of that 6 point cookie.&lt;br /&gt;
I felt better about it the second time around.&lt;br /&gt;
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Bwahahahaha! &amp;nbsp;12 points on cookies in one day.&lt;br /&gt;
I'm a loon.&lt;br /&gt;
There is always tomorrow, right?&lt;br /&gt;
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I dreamed of a life with a lot of children baking cookies while wearing my&lt;br /&gt;
Williams Sonoma apron. &amp;nbsp;Hair and make-up on EVERY.DAY.&lt;br /&gt;
House cleaned.&lt;br /&gt;
Bathrooms sparkling.&lt;br /&gt;
Children educated.&lt;br /&gt;
And properly trained so as to never&amp;nbsp;embarrass&amp;nbsp;their parents while out in public.&lt;br /&gt;
All wearing beautifully ironed, never stained clothing.&lt;br /&gt;
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Instead. &lt;br /&gt;
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I do indeed have a lot of little children. &amp;nbsp;AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;
I don't bake cookies because I'm fat. &lt;br /&gt;
And on Weight Watchers.&lt;br /&gt;
And I am a characterless eater so to make cookies would be my down fall.&lt;br /&gt;
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I do indeed own a Williams Sonoma apron.&lt;br /&gt;
It's pretty.&lt;br /&gt;
Yellow and blue.&lt;br /&gt;
I don't know where it is or if it's clean though.&lt;br /&gt;
Or if it would fit over my 5 time champion baby belly.&lt;br /&gt;
I cleaned my hair today.&lt;br /&gt;
It's not fixed yet. &amp;nbsp;And I don't put make up on because...I just don't. &amp;nbsp;I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;
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My house....oh my. &amp;nbsp;What to say about that.&lt;br /&gt;
It is always on the verge of shear disaster.&lt;br /&gt;
One step away from condemnation.&lt;br /&gt;
And even if I just cleaned it, there are always those congested areas that seem to never make it into my daily&amp;nbsp;regimen&amp;nbsp;of cleaning. &amp;nbsp;They linger in the back of my mind always undone.&lt;br /&gt;
Like my stinkin' walk in closet.&lt;br /&gt;
Never gets cleaned. &lt;br /&gt;
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Dishes get done in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;
Never time in the evening to do dishes.&lt;br /&gt;
Laundry gets done...daily. But never completely caught up.&lt;br /&gt;
EVER.&lt;br /&gt;
It's the dark cloud over my head.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Children are educated. &lt;br /&gt;
Though, they do embarrass me. &lt;br /&gt;
I am Isaac's mother, remember?&lt;br /&gt;
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And yet, I am deliriously happy!&lt;br /&gt;
I have 5 beautiful, healthy children who I get to stay home with every day and raise!&lt;br /&gt;
A wonderful husband who loves me with or without make up.&lt;br /&gt;
I have a nice home.&lt;br /&gt;
Dirty, but nice.&lt;br /&gt;
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So, this is my reality.&lt;br /&gt;
And I love it.&lt;br /&gt;
How you doin?&lt;br /&gt;
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I don't think I have ever went this long without posting on my blog.&lt;/div&gt;
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To say the month of December was busy is an understatement.&lt;/div&gt;
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But it was a wonderful kind of busy.&lt;/div&gt;
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Baking cookies with the kids.&lt;/div&gt;
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Having family over.&lt;/div&gt;
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I love love love the Christmas season!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Everyone is in a good mood.&lt;/div&gt;
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Did you ever notice that?&lt;/div&gt;
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People are more patient with each other.&lt;/div&gt;
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Unless of course, you are shopping on Black Friday.&lt;/div&gt;
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Then all manners go to pot. &amp;nbsp;It's lovely really.&lt;/div&gt;
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I've been spending a lot of time with my wittle girl.&lt;/div&gt;
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She's so ding dong precious!&lt;/div&gt;
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As her personality develops, I notice a lot of Isaacs humor.&lt;/div&gt;
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Imagine that.&lt;/div&gt;
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But I can honestly say that it isn't my fault.&lt;/div&gt;
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Her Daddy holds her in the crook of his arm every night and pats her&lt;/div&gt;
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little bottom for a good 15 minutes before she falls asleep.&lt;/div&gt;
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I have tried this.&lt;/div&gt;
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It doesn't work.&lt;/div&gt;
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I forgot this about baby girls.&lt;/div&gt;
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I just imagined that since this is the caboose of the Snow family&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I thought I would update you on how my clot is doing.&lt;br /&gt;
I call him Bob. &amp;nbsp;The clot. &amp;nbsp;Seemed like it needed a name.&lt;br /&gt;
It's part of me now.&lt;br /&gt;
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So, in October, I was put back in the hospital for 3 days because of an infection in my clot leg.&lt;br /&gt;
It was just a superficial infection, but they worry about the clot breaking loose and going to my lungs so off I went to the hospital room with the gassy lady. &amp;nbsp;Boy wasn't that a treat?&lt;br /&gt;
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They discovered then that there was a new clot. &amp;nbsp;So, I had infectious disease Dr's and hematologists and vascular surgeons and every one else visiting me in my room for 3 days trying to figure out what to do. &amp;nbsp;It was special. &lt;br /&gt;
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And then they put my on antibiotics and sent me home. &amp;nbsp;Took all of them to figure that out. &amp;nbsp;Nice.&lt;br /&gt;
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And so, on to the hematologist appointment.&lt;br /&gt;
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There are several things she was worried about. &amp;nbsp;My white blood count was high. &amp;nbsp;My&amp;nbsp;rheumatoid numbers were high and my lupus anticoagulant numbers were high. &amp;nbsp;(No, I have no idea what those mean I just like to sound smart.) &amp;nbsp;I do know I am probably not dying. &amp;nbsp;NO, I didn't ask her that! &amp;nbsp;I'm&amp;nbsp;appalled&amp;nbsp;you would even thing that.&amp;nbsp;Ok, I did. &amp;nbsp;I came right out and asked her. &amp;nbsp;Of course I did. &amp;nbsp;There is still a risk that the clot could break off and go to my lungs but if I keep the compression stockings on and keep taking my coumadin, I should &amp;nbsp;be okay. &lt;br /&gt;
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I go back in February for more blood work and then I still see my general physician every 10 days. &lt;br /&gt;
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But, I am alive. &amp;nbsp;And Christmas is coming! &amp;nbsp;And I ordered our Christmas cards! &amp;nbsp;I will post one on here soon!&lt;br /&gt;
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We've been averaging having 2 different evenings a week where we had people over for dinner! &amp;nbsp;Which I love doing, but I'm quite exhausted now! &amp;nbsp;And there is more to come. &amp;nbsp;Our house ~ mainly the living room and kitchen were torn apart for a while, so now that we can entertain, we do! &lt;br /&gt;
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My former Pastor and his wife came to see us again on Saturday! &amp;nbsp;I absolutely love when they come! &amp;nbsp;We have such great fellowship and can just feel comfortable from the moment they get here. &amp;nbsp;She doesn't care what my house looks like, she just wants to see us! &amp;nbsp;Makes a girl feel good to hear that.&lt;br /&gt;
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And then of course, the shopping. &amp;nbsp;Oh my. &amp;nbsp;It's time to step away from the computer for a while! &amp;nbsp;Such great deals right at your fingertips. &amp;nbsp;And all you have to do is enter your credit card number. &amp;nbsp;It's lovely really! &amp;nbsp;I have just had a great cyber Monday! &amp;nbsp;Now, I am going to go clean so my husband can find it easier to forgive my spending. &amp;nbsp;Right? &amp;nbsp;Isn't&amp;nbsp;that how it works? &amp;nbsp;He SURELY can't be mad at me when &amp;nbsp;he has a clean house, right??????&lt;br /&gt;
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I don't know about you, but it is a tradition in my family to go around the table and say what you are thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;
Not a generic answer either. &lt;br /&gt;
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So a couple of days ago, I got the kids all hyped up and told them to be thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;
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And then I started thinking about it too.&lt;br /&gt;
What am I really thankful for?&lt;br /&gt;
Yes, my husband.&lt;br /&gt;
Yep, my kids.&lt;br /&gt;
Yep, my home, etc.&lt;br /&gt;
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I started thinking back of this year and of course, the blood clot came to mind.&lt;br /&gt;
There were a lot of scary moments for me since July 3.&lt;br /&gt;
Knowing that at any moment, this clot could break loose and I would be gone.&lt;br /&gt;
I live with that knowledge daily.&lt;br /&gt;
Makes you think about a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;
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Well, there was a period in my life after this last hospital stay that I started wondering a couple of things.&lt;br /&gt;
Like, I thought about it ALL THE TIME.&lt;br /&gt;
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One day, I was sitting on the edge of my bed, crying.&lt;br /&gt;
Justus came over and sat beside me.&lt;br /&gt;
He knows my heart. &amp;nbsp;He didn't even have to ask.&lt;br /&gt;
But I had a question for him that I don't think he expected.&lt;br /&gt;
So I figured I better just ask.&lt;br /&gt;
I wondered what he would do with Annaleah if I were to die.&lt;br /&gt;
Would he keep her?&lt;br /&gt;
Would he let one of our family members raise her?&lt;br /&gt;
I know, it wouldn't matter to me, but I just HAD to know.&lt;br /&gt;
He looked at me, shocked.&lt;br /&gt;
He said "she's our daughter, what do you mean? &amp;nbsp;I would raise her just like I would the others."&lt;br /&gt;
And I felt better just knowing that I guess. &amp;nbsp;She would be with her siblings. &amp;nbsp;With her Daddy. &amp;nbsp;There is peace in that.&lt;br /&gt;
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Do you ever wonder how Drama Queens are formed?&lt;/div&gt;
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In small rural homes in small towns...&lt;/div&gt;
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one scream at a time.&lt;/div&gt;
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This is what she does when she wants attention.&lt;/div&gt;
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And lately she doesn't care who gives her the attention, so long as someone does.&lt;/div&gt;
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Ben, Chloe, Isaac, Titus, Mommy, Daddy,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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JUST SOMEONE&amp;nbsp;COME PICK ME UP!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Several times a day, he comes up to me and kisses my hand or my side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and says&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"I just love you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That's all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I just love you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He doesn't want anything, he just loves me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The winners got to come to our house on Sunday after church.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We had so much fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was a beautiful fall day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was supposed to rain and be cold, but it was in the 60's and no rain!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Praise the Lord!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And, of course, rode some go carts while chasing the big ball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These boys had the best time!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They had never rode a go cart before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isaiah is ornery like my Isaac and Sean...Sean just wanted to talk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And talk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And talk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And talk. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He was cracking me up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then there is this teenager:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm just gonna throw this out there and say that he had more fun than all the others combined!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's me:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was telling Yui to "GRAB THAT BALL YOU LIL' RASCAL SO THE BOYS DON'T WIN."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm a bit competitive!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our kids couldn't wait for the teens to come over!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had just a small bonfire to cook our hot dogs and smores, but Titus was there for the better part of the day. &amp;nbsp;He loves fires!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And here is me and Annaleah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My hair is not really that big.&lt;br /&gt;
Is it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do I always look like that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God, help me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My poor children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No wonder they hate me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chloe and Yui. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is so good with our kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And another shot of the teenagers...oh, I mean Justus (the youth Pastor.) HA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And here is where the day took a turn for the worse.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My husband had this crazed look on his face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I saw it but wasn't sure what to make of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I heard him yell to Ben over the roar of the go cart "BEN OPEN THE GATES!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of heaven, I wondered?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But no, he just meant our fence gates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So Ben opened them while we all stood there staring at them in wonderment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"What could this possibly mean?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then here comes the roar! &amp;nbsp;And Justus and Isaiah covered in mud.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They decided to visit the backlands....where the mud dwells.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They found it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then he had to take all the kids to see the mud.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wow. &amp;nbsp;I may still be harboring bitterness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Good ol' Ty. &amp;nbsp;He hates mud. &amp;nbsp;I love him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isaac "wait for meeeeee Dad!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ben thought it was great that you could put weeds on the fire and make smoke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My oh my, they are so easily entertained.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;But who could blame me? Look at that smile! She is such a little bit of joy for us. &amp;nbsp;Even her Dad is in love. &amp;nbsp;Our other children fuss over her and I hear a million times a day "Mommy, is it my turn to make Annaleah smile?" &amp;nbsp;She's been a very easy baby so far. &amp;nbsp;Slept through the night at 2 weeks of age. &amp;nbsp;Never had that happen before! &amp;nbsp;Of course now, four months later, she is up during the night wanting to eat. &amp;nbsp;A girl's gotta eat, right? &amp;nbsp;Her's hungry. &amp;nbsp;She can't possibly sleep knowing there is food to be had. &amp;nbsp;And I don't necessarily mind. &amp;nbsp;I did finally order some cloth diapers. &amp;nbsp;LOVE THEM! &amp;nbsp;I had at first thought I would just use them while I was at home, but I use them all the time now. &amp;nbsp;It is really so easy to use. &amp;nbsp;They wash up well. &amp;nbsp;And she looks adorable in her Fuzzibunz! &amp;nbsp;No idea why I never did this before. &amp;nbsp;I have a small stock pile of disposable diapers (by small I mean about 6 packages of Huggies) that I am considering taking back to the store. &amp;nbsp;I really love cloth diapering. &amp;nbsp;And so does Petunia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;School is in full swing here at the Snow household. &amp;nbsp;I am still loving the ABeka videos! &amp;nbsp;They have been a lifesaver! &amp;nbsp;I do very little with their schooling. &amp;nbsp;Of course, Isaac is in kindergarten so I do most of that with him. &amp;nbsp;And I have been doing a bit of preschool too with Titus and the little girl I babysit. &amp;nbsp;It's always fun....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;We have redecorated our downstairs a bit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;This is our kitchen wall. &amp;nbsp;It's a yellow/gold/orange color. &amp;nbsp;Ha. &amp;nbsp;Really pretty though. &amp;nbsp;I like it much better than the dark red I had before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PxgyMrf73lE/TrgUF5tSLXI/AAAAAAAABYE/-vZ2ZC6WuTo/s1600/phone+183.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PxgyMrf73lE/TrgUF5tSLXI/AAAAAAAABYE/-vZ2ZC6WuTo/s320/phone+183.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And our living room is a pale green! &amp;nbsp;It's perfect. &amp;nbsp;We had a sage green in there before, and I liked it for a while, but it was pretty dark. &amp;nbsp;We both wanted a lighter, brighter house. &amp;nbsp;We got it. &amp;nbsp;It's beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;I joined a gym 2 months ago. &amp;nbsp;I've been 3 times. &amp;nbsp;Oh yeah. &amp;nbsp;I can feel it working. &amp;nbsp;Bwahahahaha! &amp;nbsp;Thank God it is only 12 bucks a month! I had to go back to the hospital for three days the week after I joined and am just now starting back at it. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;And so...that wraps up the update for today. &amp;nbsp;Loving that it is November and high 60's!!! &amp;nbsp;Maybe I will take the kids to the park today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;Hope you all are doing well! &amp;nbsp;Would love to hear from you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Every Wednesday they have a link party discussing what we learned the past week.&lt;br /&gt;
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So, here is my first WIWW link up:&lt;br /&gt;
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I John 2:9-11&lt;br /&gt;
"He that saith he is in the light and hateth his&amp;nbsp;brother&amp;nbsp;is in darkness even until now.&lt;br /&gt;
He that loveth his&amp;nbsp;brother&amp;nbsp;abideth in the light, and there is none occasion of stumbling in him. &amp;nbsp;But he that hateth his&amp;nbsp;brother&amp;nbsp;is in darkness, and walketh in darkness and knoweth not whether he goeth, because that darkness hath blinded his eyes."&lt;br /&gt;
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WOW! &amp;nbsp;These are some powerful verses. &amp;nbsp;My husband has always said that if you hold bitterness or&amp;nbsp;grudges&amp;nbsp;against others, you are letting them control you. &amp;nbsp;Now, I always believed that was true. &amp;nbsp;But here are the Bible verses to support it. &amp;nbsp;If you hate your brother, it says. &amp;nbsp;You don't even have to be mean to them with your words (it's a heart thing) you will walk in darkness. &amp;nbsp;You know not which way you go. &amp;nbsp;Your eyes are blinded. &amp;nbsp;Just from holding hatred in your heart. &lt;br /&gt;
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I will have to admit to holding grudges, holding bitterness in my heart against others. &amp;nbsp;But looking at it now, do I really want it to affect my direction in life? &amp;nbsp;To&amp;nbsp;interfere&amp;nbsp;with my eye sight? &amp;nbsp;Nope, I sure don't. &lt;br /&gt;
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I will definitely be more careful about the things that I hold in my heart. &amp;nbsp;The things that I let CONTROL me.&lt;br /&gt;
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Ben and Chloe were both sweeping the downstairs when I heard Chloe's&lt;br /&gt;
scream.&lt;br /&gt;
She's a drama queen.&lt;br /&gt;
And she gets her toes all curled up when she sees a spider.&lt;br /&gt;
So, there is this tiny little spider ~ one of those skinny ones that just looks like a dust mite???&lt;br /&gt;
You know what I am talking about?&lt;br /&gt;
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Well, anyway, I made her kill one the other day in the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;
Why?&lt;br /&gt;
Because she had been going upstairs for days and wasting time because there was a spider in this bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;
Again, a dust mite spider.&lt;br /&gt;
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So, I decided she needed to get over this fear and kill it.&lt;br /&gt;
Same thing this morning "Just kill it Chloe."&lt;br /&gt;
Well, she was having a hard time obeying..so, I just killed it.&lt;br /&gt;
She was obviously beside herself. &amp;nbsp;Ha.&lt;br /&gt;
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So Ben says "poor spider is in Heaven now, Chloe, finish sweeping."&lt;br /&gt;
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To which Chloe replies: "Nu-huh...he's in HELL!" &lt;br /&gt;
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And now I can't stop thinking about that spider that I didn't even witness too who split hell wide open (said in my best preacher voice) this morning when I killed him. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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It's terribly heartbreaking. &lt;br /&gt;
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Titus and Isaac were in there coloring on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;
One of them would say the word "POOP".&lt;br /&gt;
They both would roll on the floor laughing.&lt;br /&gt;
Then, they'd pull themselves together and begin coloring again....&lt;br /&gt;
Only for one of them to say "POOP" again...and on and on and on it went.&lt;br /&gt;
I couldn't help smile at them.&lt;br /&gt;
And thank God that I have a girl after these two boys.&lt;br /&gt;
"Thank you Jesus for that lil' blessing who I am sure, will not laugh at the word "POOP"."&lt;br /&gt;
So, about 10 minutes into the POOP fest, Titus gets up and runs to the bathroom crying!&lt;br /&gt;
Ben yells from the back foyer "MOM, we have a problem!"&lt;br /&gt;
Guess what happened?&lt;br /&gt;
Titus pooped all over himself.&lt;br /&gt;
Apparently, if you say POOP loud enough and long enough, poop will happen.&lt;br /&gt;
Beware.&lt;br /&gt;
Listen to your children.&lt;br /&gt;
Don't let this happen to you.&lt;br /&gt;
My warning to you, because I love you.&lt;br /&gt;
You are welcome.&lt;br /&gt;
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I stopped and got them each a Polar Pop from our nearby gas station.&lt;br /&gt;
When we got back in the car, I told them that I hope that when they are older and I am gone, I hope this is one of the things that they remember....going garage sale~ing with Mom.&lt;br /&gt;
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So, today, we hit a garage sale and he was looking at a box with a bunch of book marks in it. &lt;br /&gt;
They were three for a dollar.&lt;br /&gt;
He got one for his Dad and one for *himself* or so I thought. &amp;nbsp;And then Isaac wanted one, so I just put that in with his things.&lt;br /&gt;
When we got home, I went to fix lunch and he kept asking me if I was going to check my computer.&lt;br /&gt;
I thought this was odd.&lt;br /&gt;
About half an hour later, I came to my computer and found a note from Ben...&lt;br /&gt;
and a bookmark with a "Polar bear" on it.&lt;br /&gt;
The note said: &amp;nbsp;*Get out your tissues ladies*&lt;br /&gt;
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"Dear Mom,&lt;br /&gt;
Remember when we bought polar pops and we went garage sale~ing? &amp;nbsp;That was fun. &amp;nbsp;I'll always remember it even when I am old. &amp;nbsp;I love you Mommy."&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm blubbering again.&lt;br /&gt;
Help us.&lt;br /&gt;
And Benny boo, I will always remember it too. &amp;nbsp;Love, Mommy.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lil' Miss had a relaxing baaath *said in my best English accent* the other morning.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She was so relaxed after her warm bath...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So I put on her robe and set her on my pillows...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And off she went to laa laa land...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I wub her so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Other news of the day..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm overwhelmed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My house has gone to pot! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Literally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So much to do and so little time to do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But, I will keep plugging along.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And hopefully make a lot of trips to Goodwill.&lt;br /&gt;
We have accumulated a lot of junk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;J-U-N-K!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh Flylady, where are you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tweedle dee and Tweedle dum get a hold of the camera and get some lovely ideas going thru their little minds....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isaac (Tweedle dee) is apparently standing on something to get a better angle of his poor unassuming father. &amp;nbsp;While Titus {whose blonde head has told on him} (Tweedle dum) makes faces using his hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My poor husband just wants a nap...just a few minutes of respite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-25aSgvAmpMY/TjlUKHN3lzI/AAAAAAAABSU/vZA6ZrXqNvE/s1600/July%252C+2011+035.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-25aSgvAmpMY/TjlUKHN3lzI/AAAAAAAABSU/vZA6ZrXqNvE/s320/July%252C+2011+035.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Daddy will never know."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"He can't see us!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Bwahahaha!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And last but not least, the close up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And lest you start feeling sorry for the poor chap, I'd like to direct your attention&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://mammachloeandourboys.blogspot.com/2009/12/so-here-is-me-trying-to-take-small-nap.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;where I, once upon a time, tried to take a nap on the couch...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Good day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s572.photobucket.com/albums/ss166/amymommaof4/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ShabbyBlogsDividerF.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss166/amymommaof4/ShabbyBlogsDividerF.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2529655175563858824-8253847092195433606?l=mammachloeandourboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Isn't it funny how you think that you've read Proverbs a million times and surely there isn't anything else to learn from that book!?!&lt;br /&gt;
Pastor got down to Chapter 1 verse 8 and 9.&lt;br /&gt;
I was kinda half way listening trying to get Annaleah to sleep in my arms.&lt;br /&gt;
Our Chloe is really into the material side of beauty.&lt;br /&gt;
She is pretty sure that make up and clothes and nail polish make a person pretty.&lt;br /&gt;
They don't.&lt;br /&gt;
Haven't ever.&lt;br /&gt;
If that were true, what must my husband have thought of me while I laid in a hospital bed for 5 days without showering? &amp;nbsp;No make up...I was unable to fix my hair. &amp;nbsp;I laid there and hoped that I would live. &lt;br /&gt;
So, I know that isn't pure beauty, real beauty.&lt;br /&gt;
But how to relate this to a 8 year old girl?&lt;br /&gt;
Well, duh! &amp;nbsp;It's in the Bible, of course.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;My son, HEAR the instruction of thy father, and FORSAKE NOT&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;law of thy mother: for they shall be an ornament of grace unto they head, and chains about thy neck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
True beauty comes from doing what God asked us to do...OBEY. &amp;nbsp;Obey our parents. &amp;nbsp;Obey authority. &amp;nbsp;Obey God. &lt;br /&gt;
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It's so simple it&amp;nbsp;eludes&amp;nbsp;us sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;
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Isn't it good to know that we have a book that does indeed have ALL the answers to life's questions?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The best part was the view from behind...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A lil' monkey found her bottom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;How sweet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love this girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s572.photobucket.com/albums/ss166/amymommaof4/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ShabbyBlogsDividerF.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss166/amymommaof4/ShabbyBlogsDividerF.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2529655175563858824-4263805484873274980?l=mammachloeandourboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then the blood clot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't say for sure that this is why God brought me to this place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I can say that this is one good thing that came out of this particular circumstance in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I learned something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;People love me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not saying that to be conceited. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;People care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I have missed out on friendships...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the taking and the giving side, because of the walls that I had built up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not saying this won't ever happen again, but for today, I am thankful to have learned this lesson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I need friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I need family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I hope that when they need me, I can be there for them, like they have been here for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No more walls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Proverbs 22:1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;A good name is rather to be chosen than great riches, and loving favor rather than silver and gold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Benjamin's middle name is Allen after my father in law..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Chloe's middle name is Madalyn after my grandmother..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Isaac's middle name is Justus after his daddy and I loved the meaning of his first name: Laughter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He came just after my Mom had died and we needed a little laughter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Titus' middle name is David...my maiden name was Davidson...and we just love the name David.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And then there is Annaleah...she gets the Ann from my Mom and the Leah from my husbands Mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zTOnpNCdtbU/TiYkUkOHP4I/AAAAAAAABR8/Y972QYDS7Ss/s1600/July+2011+031b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zTOnpNCdtbU/TiYkUkOHP4I/AAAAAAAABR8/Y972QYDS7Ss/s320/July+2011+031b.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This lady. &amp;nbsp;Who stepped in and took care of my family for a week while I was in the hospital.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She did devotions every day with my kids and they are still talking about it.&lt;br /&gt;
I may never know why God let me have the trial of my blood clot, but I am so very&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;thankful that my children got to know their Grandma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They have never had such special time with her before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And for that, I thank God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Ok, everyone get around the baby!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Titus, I can't see the baby!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Isaac pay attention!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x6bEcBndrHA/TiOMlNW_bWI/AAAAAAAABRY/37XdEpLg1ME/s1600/July+2011+097.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x6bEcBndrHA/TiOMlNW_bWI/AAAAAAAABRY/37XdEpLg1ME/s320/July+2011+097.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Isaac smile right!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Chloe, where are you?"&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YH7fmIm0P6I/TiOMwtOFchI/AAAAAAAABRc/0AtNOUlwpNA/s1600/July+2011+098.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YH7fmIm0P6I/TiOMwtOFchI/AAAAAAAABRc/0AtNOUlwpNA/s320/July+2011+098.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"TY!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Ben, look at me!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FIb3uk7NBKA/TiOM7E4Jn-I/AAAAAAAABRg/mdDje8pGb9Q/s1600/July+2011+099.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FIb3uk7NBKA/TiOM7E4Jn-I/AAAAAAAABRg/mdDje8pGb9Q/s320/July+2011+099.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Now we are getting somewhere!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Turn the baby's head this way!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vD3CvgWzOrk/TiONQnFYRSI/AAAAAAAABRo/QtrC-46YWwY/s1600/July+2011+101.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vD3CvgWzOrk/TiONQnFYRSI/AAAAAAAABRo/QtrC-46YWwY/s320/July+2011+101.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"UGH!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RHhrXy58KdE/TiONbRIr36I/AAAAAAAABRs/Iv1VpfyP69M/s1600/July+2011+102.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RHhrXy58KdE/TiONbRIr36I/AAAAAAAABRs/Iv1VpfyP69M/s320/July+2011+102.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"EVERYONE LOOK AT THE DAD GUM CAMERA!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KhEzYyTgS3c/TiONmNcNqkI/AAAAAAAABRw/IcCU3dmDqw0/s1600/July+2011+103.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KhEzYyTgS3c/TiONmNcNqkI/AAAAAAAABRw/IcCU3dmDqw0/s320/July+2011+103.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Isaac, you aren't modeling for the cover of a magazine!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"K, nevermind. &amp;nbsp;Everyone go to bed."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s572.photobucket.com/albums/ss166/amymommaof4/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ShabbyBlogsDividerF.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss166/amymommaof4/ShabbyBlogsDividerF.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2529655175563858824-9010373697291286627?l=mammachloeandourboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love Ty's facial&amp;nbsp;expressions&amp;nbsp;in the family one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He's so funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I am anemic. &amp;nbsp;Which kinda goes with the territory, I think. &amp;nbsp;So, I will start on Iron.&lt;br /&gt;
I have arthritis in my hip. &amp;nbsp;Oh joy. &amp;nbsp;He gave me some medication to take when it acts up, unfortunately, I can't take it while nursing {apparently they don't count on nursing mothers to get arthritis.}&lt;br /&gt;
I am walking quite a bit better! &amp;nbsp;I still have to have a scooter when we go shopping...but seriously, who doesn't want to ride one of those around Wal~Mart? &amp;nbsp;I might just keep that tradition.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'll tell you what is odd to me. &amp;nbsp;Several of my friends are going through now, or have been through health scares right around the time that I went through mine. &amp;nbsp;It's kinda neat to be able to pray for them and on some level, know what they are going through. &amp;nbsp;I never imagined myself going thru something so drastic as this blood clot has been at such a "young" age. &amp;nbsp;Prayer is so important. &amp;nbsp;I am thankful to have friends who prayed&amp;nbsp;diligently&amp;nbsp;for me and whom I can pray for now. &amp;nbsp;It does seem to bring a closeness that maybe you wouldn't have otherwise felt. &lt;br /&gt;
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