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Today is Jill's birthday!
To Jill, we wish a long life!
Not only was she born back then...
but she's been BORN-AGAIN!
Praise Yeshua (means Jesus) for LIFE!
Jill,
just wanted to be the first to wish you a Happy 39th Birthday! Now, are you gonna be like Grandma and tell everyone you are still 39, thirty years from now?
Love ya, sis!
I liked the photo you sent, but wondered whose boots those were... Have a great day! Give Noah a big kiss from his Auntie Gayle!
Peaches, how I love em'! In cobblers, pies, cereal, and on toast. I just bought a peck of them at a local orchard. Ben's been sucking them down faster than anyone. I know why my Grandma loved to see us eat good food - it's very fulfilling to see one's loved-ones nurioushed. Grandma was always sneaking extra "health" into our food too - like rhubarb in pies. I miss her. I could eat one of those apple-rhubarb pies right now. Well, not a whole pie - you know what I mean!
The four biggun's are back in school. Noah's bored silly. The other day, after he pulled Maisy across the floor by her tail, I had to put him on the bottom step - "solitary." Of course, I had to ask, in that angry-mom voice, "Why would you DO that?!"
"Because I'm bored. And I'm lonely." (sniff, sniff)
Well, soon, a Miss Miranda will be coming to play, on a regular basis, and maybe he won't be so lonely. I'll be keeping her about 18 hours a week, mainly as a playmate for Noah, but also to make a little $$ on the side. (It'll help.) Noah is looking forward to this little girl's "visits" and asks me often when she'll start coming. We start soon. She's three, so he'll get to be like a big brother.
I'm reading a really interesting book: Til We Have Faces. Rebekah never returned it to school last year, and now I need to. But first, I thought I'd look it over. It's by C.S. Lewis, and I'm hooked. I should be done soon. I don't think they're missing it yet, as it's a spring assignment.
Through a call yesterday, I learned that some dear friends (also my husband's relatives) are coming to visit us in a couple weeks. And they're bringing their teeny-tiny new baby! I can't wait! The gal-friend has never seen the 1995 Pride and Prejudice all the way through. Dear me! This calls for action - we're going to brew tea, and have cookies and cakes, and other assorted snooty treats, and go back to Georgian England at it's most romantic! (at least as best we can with 4 small ones running about) Thank you, Jane Austen, for this engaging tale - you never knew what a chic-flic it would become!