Bone Tired

June 21, 2009 at 2:29 am Leave a comment

I’m not responsible for anything wacky that is posted tonight. I’m too tired to think straight. 

VBS was wonderful. My kids had a blast. Michael had a blast. I had a blast. We’re 5 for 5. 

I had an opportunity to share Christ with a kid who is looking for some answers. We had a great talk. I’m praying for him. 

Paisley celebrated the joy of being 2 today. There was lots of water, friends, and fun. I worked my tail off, and then sweated off the rest of me, but it was worth every minute. 

I have had NO time to get anything for Father’s Day. I am a terrible daughter, and wife. Maybe next week…

But last year, I wrote this about my husband and dad.

I still mean every word.


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