Apparently God is really trying to bless me with little reminders of His presence.
This morning my 9 month old discovered the joy of a frech door.
She entertained herself for a good 15 minutes blowing zerberts on the glass and leaving precious slimy memoirs. Go figure...I had just cleaned this window yesterday:).
I'm not kidding!!
I really think God wants me to have dirty windows to remind me of His fingerprints in my life (at least, that's the story I'm stickin' to if you show up at my house and are appalled by my slimy windows)!
Does it get any better than this?
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