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Thanksgiving Thursday

Thanksgiving Thursday is a time to be thankful for what you have in your life...even when you are having a really bad week, take a minute and reflect on the good. I have no ambition to do this every Thursday, but I will strive to take the time to pause and reflect and remember the good things in life that I am thankful for.
Today I am thankful....
for Mr. Hubs who gets up with me EVERY NIGHT to feed babies and change diapers...
for the deflated spare tire that was once my stomach because this body has given birth to 3 big healthy babies...even though I changed 6 times this morning cussing it the entire time...
for the option to be able to stay home with my kids and the option to go back to work if I choose...
for deciding not to take the pacifier away this week, it's a busy week and we are all much happier for that decision...
for really great family, friends and an awesome babysitter who enabled me and Mr. Hubs to go out and have a little fun this week...
for Shrek who gives me lots of gummy smiles and laughs....
for Donkey who is so laid back and doesn't get upset about much of anything and makes me laugh daily with his facial expressions...
for Diva who is so kind hearted and loving. She has brought Mr. Hubs and I so much love and joy and filled our hearts to the point they might explode. She always has hugs and kisses and says something that makes the day a little better...

I challenge you to take a minute to be thankful for something in your life.

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  1. I am thankful for my crazy,loving & helpful family...and oh yes for Brad...he makes a really good nurse...with very little grippin....I am also very happy to have good friends, who share their little Diva with our family.....

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