"In words, like weeds, I'll wrap me o'er,
Like coarsest clothes against the cold"

—Tennyson

Thursday, January 6, 2011

Sunday my parents were here for church and for dinner afterward. My mom played with Charlotte in nursery and I'm not sure who had more fun. Charlotte found a small purse to fill with tiny toys until it became so heavy she could barely lift it. Isaiah became a CTR and wore a shiny badge home from primary.

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