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Hi.

I'm so glad you found your way to my little corner of the neighborhood! Pull up a chair and stay, and let's chat about life on the margins and loving Jesus and, obviously, where to find the best cheese dip and most life-changing books. 

A fire pit, kickball, and the best pictures ever.

Considering I still haven't finished stuffing, addressing, and sending my Christmas cards, I don't have much time to chat with y'all on here because I simply must get back to work on them or I will literally not get them out before Christmas. Shocking, I know.

I did want to share a few whole bunch of pictures from our weekend. Actually, these are just from Sunday. Some folks from our church in the suburbs (we have a church down here too) came and built us a fire pit. We've been wanting one so we can roast marshmallows etc with the kids. We played kickball, made hot dogs over the fire, hung out with friends, and met even more of our neighbors (score one for the fire pit operating exactly how we intended), made smores, and drank hot chocolate. Sadly I had no smores, mainly because I caught one of the kids BITING off a marshmallow from the bag, which had become a big mass of one giant marshmallow. And well, I'm no germ-phobe but that's just wrong.

Here's some of the little punkins hard at work on our fire-pit. Hooray for helpers!

Meanwhile, there was also a rousing kickball game going on at the park.
 Rounding the bases in his rainboots. . . love it.
Here's Jayci running the bases. I wish I could figure out how to do video on my camera so you guys could have seen this. She circled the ball carefully when it was pitched to her, before kicking it away from the field behind home plate. Then she ran giggling to first base, dressed in her pink sweatpants,  brown ballet flats, and hand-me-down blue sweatshirt. And my heart melted even further when as she was running the bases, one of the kiddos yelled out: "take it easy on jay ok?"
Then we headed back to our newly built fire pit and benches (pretty sweet right?) for roasting hot dogs and mashmallows.

 Jayci stole my sunglasses to block the smoke from her eyes while she roasted a hot dog she didn't even want to eat.
She did, however, want to eat her s'more. Shocking. 
 
After everyone had eaten their fill, we headed back to the park for more kickball and ultimate frisbee.
 Jayci just cheered everyone on this time.
And what was Caden doing all this time? Being cute as usual. Seriously, are these not the cutest pictures ever? Mr Man is getting more and more personality (and also more drool) every single day.

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