You have turned my mourning into dancing for me; You have put off my sackcloth and girded me with gladness,
To the end that my tongue and my heart and everything glorious within me may SING praise to You and not be silent. O Lord my God, I will give thanks to You forever. Psalm 30:11-12
Thursday, March 24, 2011
24 of 31
Poor Ava Beth. This happens to her daily. Jude loves his sister's hair. I snapped this picture right before she screamed for help!
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