I looked through every toy bin, under every piece of furniture but Noah was nowhere.
It seemed to me I had seen him recently, but I couldn't figure out where. Today I found him.
Tucked in, ever-so lovingly, by dimpled baby girl hands.
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
a mothering instinct
My lesson on Sunday included the story of Noah and the ark. I decided to use the Fisher Price Little People Noah's Ark play-set to illustrate the story. The only problem was, I couldn't find Noah.
I looked through every toy bin, under every piece of furniture but Noah was nowhere.
It seemed to me I had seen him recently, but I couldn't figure out where. Today I found him.
Tucked in, ever-so lovingly, by dimpled baby girl hands.
I looked through every toy bin, under every piece of furniture but Noah was nowhere.
It seemed to me I had seen him recently, but I couldn't figure out where. Today I found him.
Tucked in, ever-so lovingly, by dimpled baby girl hands.
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I love the story of Noah and the yarn.
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