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Here are my small successes for the week:

1. I got a few of the things done that I mentioned in this post. All of the fall clothes has been neatly put away. I bought, and hung curtains in two rooms; the boy's room and my and my hubby's bedroom. The new curtains are heavier and darker. The boys are now sleeping up to a hour longer than before. They are no longer rising with the sun. Mission accomplished! And, I got to check another one off that list. I bought a camera. It is finally here and I will be able to actually post photos soon!

2. I took the boys to Historic St Mary's City last Friday. It was cold and rainy and we almost did not go. But, we did. I was prepared with coats, hooded sweatshirts, and changes of clothes for all (but myself!). We had a great time. And, because the weather was so yucky, less than half of the people that signed up for the home school day actually came. So, we were able to see and experience most things without a crowd. Our old camera decided to turn on that day, so I have photos. Unfortunately, it has not turned on since that day and I cannot get the photos off of the memory card. If I can, I will post them soon!

3. Thanks to a friend that suggested we swap kids to go to our parish's 40 hours of adoration, I got to go to adoration without any kids! An hour of quiet, uninterrupted prayer time!

What are your small successes? Share them at Faith and Family, Live!

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  1. Congratulations on your successes!

    And thanks for the comments on my blog! God bless you!

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  2. Great job with all your accomplishments. It sounds like you have been busy.

    I love the idea to swap babysitting so you can go to adoration. I should do that so I can go to confession.

    BTW--I have dealt with dying cameras a few times. Personally I would take it to a Walgreens and get your pictures put onto a CD. Its easier and faster than waiting for the camera to have a good day. But, thats JMO:D

    Hope you have a good weekend.

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