One day while the girls were napping I put on Mark's coveralls and went outside to play in the snow with the boys.
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Boys in the Snow
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Like arrows in the hands of a warrior
are sons born in one's youth.
Blessed is the man
whose quiver is full of them.
They will not be put to shame
when they contend with their enemies in the gate.
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