Children Are a Blessing From the Lord.

Do I Dare to Hope

Two mornings ago I woke up and went into the living room ready to do battle with one very hyper child, which is my usual morning routine. Keep Joey quiet until everyone else wakes up! But to my utter surprise there was no hyper child bouncing around the living room, but three young boys sitting quietly at the coffee table playing with Trent's Star Wars Lego guys.

Jesse has been reminding Trent what it means to share and the benefits of it and teaching Joey that sharing, a VERY hard concept for him, is a wonderful thing for everyone. So, Trent brought out his most prized possession, The Legos. He has had them stored on top of the book shelf for the last 3 month so afraid that the boys will destroy them. He was showing them how they are put together and even allowed Joey to make one of the storm troopers.

This sounds so silly and insignificant, but after three months of trying to convince Trent that these are his brothers and he should play with them and share his favorite things to form a band of brotherhood this was Mt. Everest.

I thought it was a fluke, that they were playing nicely early in the morning, and never expected it again. Well, guess what? This morning I walked into the living room and it was silent. The lights were on so I knew someone was up, but there was no one around. I walked around and heard noise coming from the newly rearranged garage-turned-rec-room. Trent and Joey were playing in the garage at 6:30 in the morning, running around chasing each other. Wow, I never knew Trent had so much energy in the morning. Sweet blessings.

Let's pray for another morning of peaceful sibling playfulness!!!

God's Gift to Me

I don't mean to brag, but I have the best husband in the world. He's funny, he's helpful, he's innovative and it goes without saying that he's very handsome. I feel blessed to have a best friend who knows me better than I know myself. The socks left on the floor right next to the hamper don't bother me anymore nor does the dirty coffee mugs left around the house and in the car. These things are small in comparison to what he puts up with with me. I love my husband and am thankful for the long hours he puts in at work to support us and the long hours at home to lead us. I pray for him everyday as he serves this community with diligence and hard work.

I know this will totally embarrass him if he reads it, but I don't care because I'm proud of him and want everyone to know it. (I might get brownie points for this one)