One of our family goals this summer is to read 100 books. When we hit 100, we will celebrate with milkshakes and backyard camping.
100, it turns out, is a large number. So I decided that to keep morale high, we need to have small goals every 20 books. We hit our first 20 this week (doesn't that make 100 seem far off??) and as a reward, Silas and I threw whipped cream pies in each other's faces:
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I can simply think of no better reward for anything, ever. (Except for children, Psalm 127. They're pretty good.)
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