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The Thousand Gifts



125. My mom who taught me how to cook by leading by example.  Thanks mom.
126. J and K doing school with A
127. Texts from my hubby
128. Boys being good while I was sick this week.
129. Opportunities
130. The smell of chicken parm. cooking
131. The boys playing happily at the kitchen table while I make dinner
132. Dixie Cup icers
133. Unexpected news on an expected phone call
134. Hours to be able to write
135. New songs on my ipod to get me moving
136. An unexpected, unplanned run outside
137. Reading the Gospel of John with my hubby at bedtime
138. God's faithfulness and generosity
139. A friendship forged over pizza years ago
140. "Letter" Hokey Pokey
141. A dancing to his school songs
142. K wanting to do "hard school" and anxiously awaiting "the guy" (AKA: UPS man) to deliver his new books to our door
143. New running mittens to keep my hands warm
144. Beautiful sunshine for my long run
145. Feeling good after 16 miles

Comments

  1. what a great list...
    #135..I often wish for someone to steal my ipod and fill it with new songs. I am bad about downloading new things and so I spend most of my treadmill workout skipping songs!
    #130...now I am hungry!

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  2. Love that you got to run outside and that you felt great after 16! Awesome!

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  3. #135!!! I would love that. I tried to email you to respond to your comment on my blog.. The link wasn't working but I think it's on my end. Yes, so far the Nike frees will be my marathon shoe!

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  4. #135!!! I would love that. I tried to email you to respond to your comment on my blog.. The link wasn't working but I think it's on my end. Yes, so far the Nike frees will be my marathon shoe!

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