
I lift up my eyes to the mountains — where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord, the Maker of heaven and earth. (Psalm 121:1-2)
Friday, April 07, 2006
Day at the park with Nana
When Mom was recovering from surgery and she thought her life would never return to how it was, I would tell her, "One day you and I can take Philip to the park." That did encourage her and thank the Lord, that day came last Wednesday. We had a nice time together visiting the park as she gained more confidence being out in public again and Philip was acclimating himself as a "walker" at the park (he was only five months old the last time we took him).
Philip sitting backwards in the baby swing so he can hold on to something.

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