Danny and I have laughed so much recently at the things our kids say. This is why I started a blog and I have done a terrible job at recording them, but here's a few I remembered..
We were walking in Target, and a man with a heavy beard is walking towards us. Noah excitedly, points his finger at him and shouts, "Look mom, it's John the Baptist!"
Noah is so affectionate and is verbalizing more and more his love for us. Yesterday on our walk, he randomly pauses, looks at me and says, "Mom, I love you, I love daddy, and I love Chloe."
My sweet husband blessed me today with a planned trip to go so our dear friends, the Kauflin's. He failed to inform me that I would be traveling solo on the way there. (I am still struggling with this). So he looks at Noah and says, "Noah, tell mommy she can fly by herself. She'll be okay." My wise son responds, "She can't! She needs you!"
And then there's little Chloe who recently picked up on my name and calls me, "Meema" sometimes. Well today she picked up on what Danny calls me, and when she needed my attention called, "babe, babe, babe!"
We were expecting our newborn this week, and my heart is sad and still grieving. But we have learned to be content with where our family is now and are grateful for the two precious lives that the Lord has placed in our life at this time. I was so grateful for these joyful moments today that reminded me of how undeserved I am to have all that He has given me, and how I have no reason to doubt the faithful hand of our Sovereign God, who in His timing, works all things together for our good.
