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Wednesday, May 4, 2011
Living a Life of Luxury
Who needs a personal assistant (or the salary required to employ one) when you have a 2 year old who will not only escort you into the bathroom every time you need to go, but will also lift the toilet lid for you?
Having traded in my own pair of combat boots for our first pair of baby booties, my husband still laces up his boots daily for Uncle Sam while I manage our troupe of dancers at home. Home is where the Air Force sends us, but we pray that our final assignment is in Heaven.
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