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My girls are almost ready for the day...
Also: Just thought I would say "thank you" to those in the Radcliffe Bible Mthodist Church (where we've been trying to help out some) that gave a love offering to us last night... It was so sweet. May God bless your kindness. 
They are so beautiful and so clean... it makes you want to cuddle them.
I do have to confess that they very much dislike getting their toenails cut... but, a mommy's got to do what a mommy's got to do.
For their bedtime story, I told them about these little girls, named Faithy and Charity (imagine that!), whose mommy went to the hospital for a couple of days, then came home with a new baby that the little girls loved and kissed on. Faithy was very much interested in this story!
Good night, my little princesses!

Here is a crocheting project I am doing for my baby to come.









Here's the girls in their Sunday dresses dancing to Veggie Tales and/or Coy McGinnis music. They love to "dance."

Sisters riding on Faithy's little four-wheeler. This was so adorable. A little scary, though, when Faith decided to drive up and down the wheelchair ramp.
Away they go! Charity would usually get on first, then Faith would squeeze in front on her. Got it on video!
Ni-night!
Thursday, we went to a dear elderly lady's birthday celebration. Typically, this time at her house is a Bible study for a church we've been temporarily filling in at, but it was a special occasion for this elderly saint.
The devil had been fighting Ron and me, and we were grouchy toward each other this weekend, but we made up... yep, we still are in love... Yes, I do tell all, don't I?
Sunday morning we were at our regular church, Wesleyan Evangelistic Church, where we work with young people. We have youth camp in a couple of weeks, so I had to go through the rules, etc. to prepare them for their big event. My baby was horribly cranky, and woke up my pastor's baby, and she screemed so much Sunday morning, I felt like hiding.
Sunday evening, Ron got to preach to a very nice congregation in the country... I thought I would be ill on the curvy roads, but I survived. It took us nearly 3 hours to get there for the evening service. The people served us a nice meal afterward.
