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We're Private

I've been debating for quite awhile whether or not I should make the blog private and just now took the plunge and made it just for mostly our family. I will make another site for others to view, but for now, this is for me and the kids to write and post whatever we want.

Luke and Liza had doctor appointments this morning. I made the big mistake of taking Tucker...the kid couldn't sit still to save his life. I am not sure if he was ancy or just jealous that he wasn't the one getting the shots. Luke told me he wanted to be brave but didn't anticipate the size of those terrible needles. He bit his lip so hard that it started to bleed~he just didn't want to cry. It completely broke my heart. I told him that I was so proud of him and replied,"yeh, but I didn't do that good, it really hurt." The poor kid. I told him that even brave people cry.

Dave spent the day at the church volunteering for a blood drive. It wasn't his choice activity for a Monday but that is what happens when you are the leader and nobody signs up! Lucky for us, he got off early and surprised the kids with a movie! We took them all to see Kung Fu Panda. Very cute and very clean. The kids were perfect, probably the best behaved in a movie to date.

We did a quick FHE devotional tonight and then off to bed. Dave is at the gym and I am just wrapping up house duties.

That is all for tonight!
B

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The Dillon 6 said…
thanks for including us. :)

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