The boys and I headed to our favorite downtown barber shop this morning. New Year's Eve withstanding, they were both in desperate need of haircuts. Foggy, empty streets... I think we were some of the few in town who were out and about.
Tukes waited patiently... he is never eager for a haircut.
"Dose ewectric cwippers tickle me and I can't bweave {breathe}."
Each moment that we live is undoubtedly a gift from the Father. One of my goals for 2010 is to capture more of them... more of the simple, everyday life moments, the seemingly insignificant moments, the ones that ultimately construct a year on the calendar and a lifetime in our memories.
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