Abraham loves noodles, but more than anything, he loves throwing food, placing food in various places (his chair, on other people's plates, etc.), and putting food on his head.
Lovely Lady of La Leche, most loving mother of the Child Jesus, and my mother, listen to my humble prayer. Your motherly heart knows my every wish, my every need. To you only, His spotless Virgin Mother, has your Divine Son given to understand the sentiments which fill my soul. Yours was the sacred privilege of being the Mother of the Savior. Intercede with him now, my loving Mother, that, in accordance with His will, I may become the mother of other children of our heavenly Father. This I ask, O Lady of La Leche, in the Name of your Divine Son, My Lord and Redeemer. Amen.
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This blog narrates the adventures of an American-Swedish family who moved from Leuven, Belgium to Cairo, Egypt in the late summer of 2007.
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Jennifer is a Swedish-American homeschooling, part-time working writer and editor, happily married mother of three boys, who spent most of her adult life in Belgium.
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1 comment:
great fun! I understand him in full ;O)
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