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'Love is not a place to come & go as we please. It's a house we build together & then commit to never leave. So lock the door behind you and throw away the key. We'll work it out together, let it bring us to our knees -
Love is a shelter in the raging storm. Love is peace in the middle of a war.
And if we try to leave may God send angels to guard the door ....
No, Love is not a fight but it's something worth fighting for.'
We woke up last Sunday morning .... too early. There were 5 kids in the kitchen, they were excited I could tell even in my barely awake state. Our room is right off the dining room and if you roll over you can see into the kitchen. They came & shut our door - they were going to make smoothies. Ben held the door tight so we 'wouldn't hear the loud noise' We pretended to be asleep as the first go of blended ingredients was washed down the sink .... too thick we heard. We also heard Jack moan that he wished he knew how to 'just make pancakes' : )
Showers gave them more time & then we were told to sit on the couch ....
We each ended up with a bowl of strawberries & blueberries, with a glass of water and with hand written cards.
Molly switched up her 'd' for a 'b' so the card read 'bad mom' instead of dad & mom. Regan drew pictures of herself with us ... a lot like that top picture : )
Jack took the camera, so I could eat. I'm in love with his views .... but, I'm more in love with his dad. Also please disregard the make-up-less, towel on the head, are you only 15? look : )
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We had a really great afternoon together .... actually we've had a really great 12 years together.
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| jacks last picture of the morning - #july28 |
In the spirit of the music that's been playing on pandora around here & anniversary love, we'll close with this song - click here. : )
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