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13. Grace in Small Things

Some days it's hard to come up with five things ... but a dear friend reminded me, that this is good practice and that is why it's good to keep doing this!

# 1  IT'S FRIDAY!! 
# 2  Tulips in my appartment. 
# 3  My roommate made dinner :) 
# 4  Getting fun snail mail letters from a new friend ... 
# 5  Facebook chatting w/ a dear friend in Northern Tibet, that I haven't seen in two years!

Here are some "recent" pictures that I wanted to share ... enjoy! :) 

This is one of the sweetest second graders...unfortunately, I don't teach her, but we are still pretty tight!  We have this special greeting with have for each other every time we see each other - it's soo cute.  Her mom wanted to take this picture at International Family Fun night - she said that her daughter talks about Miss Kidd!  

This is my second grader...he won 1st prize for the Book Character Contest - anyone have a guess who he was??  

This is one of my first graders - she was one of my favorites to ice-skate with...except when she started doing random jumping thingies with me! lol  She was a really good ice skater.  I skated normal and she kept up with my pace - it was amazing! :) 

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