The view from my kitchen window while I was cooking dinner on Saturday. It was enough to make me drop what I was doing and dash upstairs for the camera.
What could be better than blowing bubbles while wearing a tutu & tennis shoes as your dad is busy with power tools beside you?
James 4: 13-16. Now listen, you who say, "Today or tomorrow we will go to this or that city, spend a year there, carry on business and make money." Why, you do not even know what will happen tomorrow. What is your life? You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes. Instead, you ought to say, "If it is the Lord's will, we will live and do this or that." As it is, you boast and brag. All such boasting is evil.
I'm Emma. I'm 8 years old. This blog is about the farm fresh food we get every Thursday afternoon.
A note from Carol (Emma's mom). Emma composes each entry. The thoughts and ideas are entirely hers. Sometimes she hand writes them for me to type; sometimes she dictates to me; sometimes she types them herself. I will note at the bottom if I participated by typing or taking dictation.
3 comments:
Go Scott!! Finish that deck! April's a coming soon!
I can think a many things that would be better than wearing a tutu and blowing bubbles while my Dad was nearby with power tools.
This is perfect for Emma though.
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