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Kickball

Sunday afternoon was a little chilly....and very windy. The wind and temperature didn't stop my boys from wanting to play outside, no doubt from the glare of sunshine pouring in to the living room windows. After trying (unsuccessfully) to get the older three to take the ritualistic Sunday afternoon nap, I gave up and let them enjoy the fresh air. After all, it had been so long since the sun had graced our presence.

It wasn't long before my husband joined the troop outdoors with baseball bats and gloves in hand. I didn't notice them for a few minutes. After I finished a project I have meant to do for a while, I sat down on the couch, fully intending on cashing in on about 40 winks, as I do whenever I can on a lazy Sunday afternoon. I sat down on the couch, turned the drone of Nascar racing (thankfully) off, and leaned my head back to rest. Just over the whirring of the dryer in the other room, I heard laughter. It was enough to make me turn my head and look out between the blinds.

Then I saw Drew and Evan tumbling over each other after racing for a ball that must have been hit by their bigger brother, Luke. As they wriggled and giggled, I instanatly smiled, so thankful for the big back yard.

I continued watching the rowdiness that is my children with their father, an even bigger child at heart, if that's possible. I was overwhelmed by delight....flooded with love for all of them.....consumed by pure happiness. A happiness that I hadn't sat back and relished in for such a long time. For an instant, I felt guilty for not choosing to be this content and joyful on a daily basis. The roar of Chad's laughter at the sight of flailing little boy limbs and clumsy awkward catches snapped me back to reality.

All at once, I was determined to join. Shaking my head as I got up off the couch at the thought of passing up a quiet house ready for napping, I almost ran to my closet to grab a sweatshirt and tennis shoes.

I walked out the back door to find their game of choice changed to kickball and yelled out, "Okay. Drew, Evan, Gabriel and me against Daddy and Luke!" It was the best day I think I have ever had.

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Can't take it!

It's been a while!! I just wanted you to know, those of you who I have commented on (admittedly, more frequently in the past than recently...), I STILL READ YOUR ENTRIES, and I still keep up, even if I don't comment much!  God bless you all, and have a MERRY CHRISTMAS!

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Bye Bye

Although I have enjoyed my days on Xanga, and it is my first true blogging experience and addiction....

Most of the friends I started this account for no longer publish here or have moved to blogger, so instead of posting multiple times, I will probably move on....

In case you'd like to stay in touch (you can comment on blogger without being a member), visit:

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or

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or

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...depending on your preference.

I hope you will stay in contact with me...especially Chad, passionateworship, Focused Above and well, if I start listeing too many more and miss someone, you'll wonder why I didn't put you and it will just be because I want to go to bed tonight....

Thanks to those who have supported me here and given me advice and listened to me whine when I needed to get it out...or told me I was being crazy when I was being crazy....I appreciate it.  And you never know, I may not be able to give it up.  After all, it IS my first!