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This kid, the one that loves babies, is obsessed with holding his little brother. Sometimes to the point of harassing me. There was a mini-war-turned-formal-schedule over which sibling got to hold Judah during family devotions each night. And if Mommy actually has to be nursing during the scheduled hold-Judah-night there is no lack of impatience. […]
This kid LOVES babies. This kid, who, for the three months leading up to Judah’s arrival, did everything he could to help ease my life because it finally registered in his mind that out of Mommy’s misery, a wee little babe would emerge. And he was excited! He cleared out his own […]
“Mommy, I know why you sing. You sing when you are trying not to be angry.” He trains my hands for battle; He strengthens my hands to bend a bow of bronze. You have given me your shield of victory. Your right hand supports me. Your help has made me great. You have made a […]
All out bursts of laughter…softened heart by sweet words….conviction brought on by profounds sayings…. All from the mouths of babes… my babes. And if I don’t record it fast, despite it’s dearness to my heart, it will flit away. Carried off by this absent minded-mother’s tidal wave of to-do’s, and appointments, and people’s needs that […]
Oldest Mouth- Danny took Daniel Josiah camping a few weeks ago and the boys were to return Saturday afternoon some time. I was busily making a late lunch, (which, at that time, I was actually hungry for), when I heard the door swing open. “Hey Guys!!” I sang out. But the minute I turned around […]
I should have known this would happen. Every time I have my life strategically planned out, the Lord changes things drastically (always for the better, I might add) It happened when I was suppose to go to East Asia to labor for Him, and He rerouted us to Kazakstan. And as a result Nina is […]
Today was a momentous day. Daniel Josiah read all of Dr. Seuss’s Green Eggs and Ham by himself. (Granted, it took nearly 45 minutes between frequent breaks, back scratches to keep him going, some reminding of phonics rules by his mother, and some frustration towards Trinity who would mindlessly blurt out the next word because […]
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