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Makenna had a great first day of preschool!                                                                                        

My friend Denise has been teaching preschool since I first met her 1989 and probably before that. My son, one of my daughters, and 4 of my grandchildren have gone to her - she has a great Christian based program. I use to teach with her many many years ago, but left to teach at Mountain Ridge High School when they started their preschool program. Anyway, Makenna was apprehensive about going but did really well with the other kids and did well on following directions. She did come home saying a new word - fortunately it's a good one. Her new word for the day was Amen. When they all sat down for lunch and folded their hands, closed their eyes, and bowed their heads to pray; Makenna covered her eyes with her hands peeking through her little fingers watching them. Once she said amen with them it became her new word. Hallelujah!

One of the kids brought super hero costumes for all of them so they could save the block. Love the imagination! So we got them dressed towards the end of preschool and we walked around the block... they all had a blast!
When we arrived at preschool
Meeting her new friends

The Preschool Super Heroes 

On a sad note...I received a text message last night from my friend Eric Winfield asking for prayer. His brother in law (46 years old) passed away from a heart attack. He left Sunday evening to the store and never returned. Eric's sister received a call Monday evening saying he was at the morgue and had died of a heart attack. I can't even begin to imagine how she's feeling or what she's going through. Please join me in praying for the family.
Some have been to the mountain. I have been to my knees by the side of my bed. ~Robert Brault

Have the best Tuesday and count your blessings!


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