Last Saturday night I shopped for a little more fabric and cut out all the letters. But instead of just finishing the shirt as planned, I felt like God told me to stop and (wait for it) go have sex with my husband. Sorry mom, dad, and Jenna. Not really a thing you hear a lot from God. And I really would have rather been crafting at that minute. Which made me really believe it was God. So whatever, I stopped crafting.
And then Sunday, we ran out of diapers. So on the way home, we made a stop at a different Wal-Mart than normal. And what did I find tucked on a random clearance rack? One long sleeve navy shirt, in the right size. I love little God stories like that. So the shirt was perfect.

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