Long story short, we had a belated Christmas this weekend! The boys were very excited about their new books, jigsaw puzzles, and especially their new tackle boxes. I suppose they have picked up a love for fishing from Pops and Mimi, certainly not from me. They came with hooks and bobbers and stringy things and weights. They loved them. Jono, in particular, has been carrying his around, taking it to church ("No Jono, we have to leave that in the car.") and even taking it to bed! Last night The M went in to check on the boys and there it was, right next to his pillow! I had to take a picture. The flash didn't seem to bother him.
New fishing poles had also been part of their gifts, but I had remembered to give them those weeks ago. Sleeping with fishing poles was not allowed!
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First of all, thank you for commenting on my posts. Your comment about how steady rates of death do not seem to be as news-worthy as sudden disasters is so true. Second, you know that part where I said I've changed my mind on many things over my 35 years, I also should of added I don't think things through sometimes before I speak. I should of worded it, "certain beliefs are cemented at death". The certain refering to our belief or unbelief in Christ as our savior. I also completely forgot about Paul saying we are only looking through a glass dimly, thank you for the reminder.
I really like your blog and hope you don't mind me adding you to my list of friends.
Sorry I had to reply through an unrelated post, I didn't know how else to get a message to you.
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