Category Archives: Josh

Running BLISS

It’s still chilly but the sun is shining and the snow is gone and we are finally able to get outside and run ourselves ragged.

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Driving BLISS

He stands at the door with his shoes in his hand and his coat draped over his shoulders and says, “ow, ow, ow” for large parts of the day. The words, “Josh, want to go for a drive?” bring a huge smile to his face. This little man in not a home body.

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Bed time apple BLISS

My kids eat ten pound of apple’s a week. I’m not exaggerating.

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Shoes BLISS

He loves shoes. It’s one of his only words. He brings me different pairs throughout the day and if I don’t put them on him, he gets mad, sits on the floor and tries to do it himself. He isn’t close to being able to do it, but I love that he tries.

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