A true representation of summer... watermelon in the grubby, chubby, dirty hands of children. Just as they dug into those big, red slices, it began to rain and they all ran up to the porch and huddled by the door. Likely, the only thing that would have brought them in out of the rain :)
I'm a nursery man's wife and teacher to my four kids. I'm learning how to make the most of my mountain-top experiences with the Lord in order to do combat in the valley :)
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