Grab My Button

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My son, Ryan, re-designed my blog button.  The flowers in the background are some that my husband brought me one day.  Ryan thought the flowers would make it special.  He was right, but it's also special because he spent his time designing it for me.  So a big thanks to Ryan!

Mother of Seven

I'd like to invite any of my fellow bloggers to "Grab My Button" in the column to the right.  I honestly didn't begin blogging in an effort to gather a readership, but if you have readers who might enjoy following along feel free to spread the word.

Thank you and God Bless!

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