Riding my Cozy Coupe at Grandma's house.
Crawling to Mom and Dad's room
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"You watched me as I was being formed in utter seclusion, as I was woven together in the dark of the womb... Every day of my life was recorded in your book. Every moment was laid out before a single day had passed." Psalm 139:15-16
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