Thursday, December 13, 2012


I love this kid.  He is the first of four to be born after we weren't sure we wanted to keep having children.
His name means, 'gift of God', and he has most certainly been that. 
He turned seven last week, and we got to go out to lunch, just the two of us.  He is a delightful little boy. Look at the life in his eyes.

You know, I have tried for years to get my children to stop growing at age five, but they just don't listen.  *Sigh*
He now has a mouth full of holes.  And you know what that means...those big square cracker-teeth are just
around the corner.

1 comment:

  1. I've been enjoying reading your latest family adventures!You make it all sound so fun and interesting.Love the little prayers, so sweet and innocent. From your greatest admirer.