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I have just put down Meg and am headed outside with an armful of stuff to take out to the recycling. Nate kisses me on his way downstairs to help the big kids "Saturday clean" the basement.  (I am in plaid pj pants, a mis-matched shirt, and my glasses , which are really crooked right now from being thrown on the floor and then stepped on in the night when I get up to get the baby.  Translation:  I look AWESOME.)   And then it hits me:  I am living the dream.  Lucky, blessed me.

(unrelated picture of everyone during "scripture quiz" – details to come as I try to catch up on the blog!)