"The poorest, the weakest, the simplest child, is born for immortality. This value outweighs the entire material universe, no matter how small a mark this child makes on it. The tiniest infant owns a deathless intellect, and is as immortal as the Father of spirits. No one can tell what this child will become."

~ A Prebyterian Pastor who died in 1873


"And these words that I command you today shall be on your heart. You shall teach them diligently to your children, and shall talk of them when you sit in your house, and when you walk by the way, and when you lie down, and when you rise."

~ (Deuteronomy 6:6-7)

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

The McNalley Sons and Jack





Last weekend your Aunt Andrea came home and brought us all a funny treat. She brought everyone mustaches big furry mustaches... Aunt Sophie, Aunt Andrea and mommy all picked one out and put one on you and we took our halloween picture. It was very funny and we all had a good laugh.

Your daddy was out of town so I sent him the picture to which he replied "wow, yall must be bored." We all had a really good time.

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