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“Hold still, darlin’.” I instructed as I struggled to get Finley’s hip wrap into place.
“AAAAHHH!” She yelled, unhappy about laying on the floor.
“Finley.” I said sternly. “We have to…
“Hold still, darlin’.” I instructed as I struggled to get Finley’s hip wrap into place.
“AAAAHHH!” She yelled, unhappy about laying on the floor.
“Finley.” I said sternly. “We have to…
“MAAAAA!” Finley exclaimed emphatically. “Ma” and “My” are Finley’s go-to words in her extremely limited vocabulary. They could mean absolutely anything in the world. Sometimes the answer is obvious…
“Hey Heather, can I interrupt real quick?” Dillon asked. Matt and I were talking with some close friends at a church leadership conference with about 300 other church leaders….
“For Mama: READ THIS NOW! Psalms 46:1-5 From Paisley.”
I smiled as I saw our ten year olds handwriting scrawled on a notecard, in big bold letters. The note was…
“I am just so discouraged that I am back in this place.” I found myself saying. Tears spilled down my face as the words tumbled out of my mouth….