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Change. I've learned to embrace it, ride it out til the end. Sometimes I'm kicking and screaming, other times weeping with my eyes clinched tight. Once in awhile I ride like a dog in a car, head out the window snorting what life has to offer. Mother to young adult children, a marriage of thirty years, and a desert to mountain to valley waltz with God have shaped me into someone I never imagined I'd be. Life is short and I want to live it. Tears, sighs, laughter and change. Every morsel granted to me. Scrambled, shaken or stirred.

Tuesday, June 26, 2012

Scribbles and Scrambles ~ Look How They've Grown. Hops, Skips and Jumps...

Look at those little kickers.
They kind of look like pigs.
 My, what a difference a mere week makes.  From day one last Saturday to Day 8 Sunday they've gone from naked little pinkies to fuzzy little bunnies. 

Their eyes still aren't open yet. 

And they sleep and sleep and sleep. 

Or miniature donkeys.
But, since they've managed to grow fur and leaps and bounds in their short week of life, I think sleeping makes sense.


Hiya.

Oh my. No words.

Polka dots and bunny ears.

Teeth. Ha. Ha.

So they may be growing, but all three still fit in two hands.

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