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	<title>Overflow</title>
	<link>http://crossimpact.net</link>
	<description>The stuff that spills out and flows over. Stuff I don't know where else to put. Half Journal, half Blog, half sounding board, half-baked ideas, half-hearted resolutions...</description>
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		<title>Poem: Raindrops</title>
		<description>Raindrops keep fallin on my head
and that doesn’t mean my eyes will soon be turnin’ red.
Cryin’s not for me cause I’m never gonna stop the rain by complanin’ because I’m free… Because in Christ I am free. 

Free to accept getting wet from the rain
Free to accept life and walk ...</description>
		<link>http://crossimpact.net/archives/2008/03/10/poem-raindrops/</link>
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		<title>Blackmail, baby!</title>
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  Goofy Hannah
  
  Originally uploaded by codyandheidiclark
 

Don't step out of line with your old man, Girlzilla. Honor your father and mother, or imagine a banner-sized version of this beauty at your wedding reception.

Oh yes, you know I would.....
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		<link>http://crossimpact.net/archives/2008/03/10/blackmail-baby/</link>
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		<title>Is this my good side?</title>
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  Head Shot
  
  Originally uploaded by codyandheidiclark
 

Yes, I think it is. Rather depressing. At least I know Heidi must love me for my heart and not my money or my looks.
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		<link>http://crossimpact.net/archives/2008/03/10/is-this-my-good-side/</link>
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		<title>Mamma and her kid collection</title>
		<description>
 
 
 
  bigsmilesatchristmas
  
  Originally uploaded by codyandheidiclark
 

Heidi is every bit as warm and loving as she looks. Even Gracie has to smile when momma's got her.
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		<link>http://crossimpact.net/archives/2008/03/10/mamma-and-her-kid-collection/</link>
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		<title>Aaron</title>
		<description>
 
 
 
  Aaron
  
  Originally uploaded by codyandheidiclark
 

Mr. Freshpants, or Fresh in recent years, is eight now. He's a deeply felt little guy. All boy, awkward, hyper, jubilant. Has come a long way as he was a drug baby too. We had him since ...</description>
		<link>http://crossimpact.net/archives/2008/03/10/aaron/</link>
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		<title>Gracie looks back</title>
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  Gracie looks back
  
  Originally uploaded by codyandheidiclark
 

Gracie is 6 years old, going on fourteen. All her best photos are of her looking serious. She was born with drugs in her system. We adopted her in her second year.
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		<link>http://crossimpact.net/archives/2008/03/10/gracie-looks-back/</link>
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		<title>Hannah</title>
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  Hannah all Artsy
  
  Originally uploaded by codyandheidiclark
 

Girlzilla is on the verge of being grown up at sixteen. She's our birth child. She singlehandedly prepared us for the chaos of having four children. Now she helps us care for them.
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		<link>http://crossimpact.net/archives/2008/03/10/hannah/</link>
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		<title>Olivia</title>
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  Olivia Toothy
  
  Originally uploaded by codyandheidiclark
 

She was born weighing just 17 ounces. She's still a skinny little sprout. But she's endlessly exuberant. We adopted her in 2005 during her first year.
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		<link>http://crossimpact.net/archives/2008/03/10/olivia-2/</link>
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		<title>Poetry: Come My Way</title>
		<description>I was listening to my daily payer podcast, courtesy of the Jesuits at Pray As You Go, and I heard something familiar. The words of the meditation song were the same as the meditation sung by my best man at our wedding twenty years ago. But it was some other ...</description>
		<link>http://crossimpact.net/archives/2008/02/21/poetry-come-my-way/</link>
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		<title>Twenty Freaking Years. Woohoo!</title>
		<description>As of this evening, Heidi and I will have been married for twenty years. 

Twenty. Freaking. Years. Woohoo!

So, big night tonight, huh? We should have some big stuff planned, right? 

Hmmm... Well... we'll go to dinner. We're planning a getaway weekend for later this month. Sounds kind of ho-hum.

This was ...</description>
		<link>http://crossimpact.net/archives/2008/01/09/twenty-freaking-years-woohoo/</link>
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