There is a very, very special little boy I know. He goes to our church, which is where I ordinarily see him. This little boy was an astonishingly cute toddler, who rapidly gained the use of his words. One thing he got just a little off, though, was when he didn't like something.
He'd look up at you, with a face similar to what's here (and yes, this is that little boy), and he'd say in a somewhat plaintive, or sometimes some what sassy tone, "I can't like that."
And we were supposed to tell him no? Yeah. Right. Talk about having to pull from deep inner resources!
Anyway, I set before you today a thought from me:
I can't like that. My blog's new look, that is. It's not that it's bad, it's just that... well... I can't like that. Look for another new look a bit later today.
I am a Christian. I am a wife. I am a daughter. I am a friend. I have babies in heaven. I take pictures. Love to write. I strive to show compassion.
Derek is also a Christian. He is a husband - to me. An amazing husband. He loves intensely. Laughs freely. He is strong. I am amazed when I consider that he chose ME. I love him. He loves me.
This is my Gramma. Eileen. Of everyone I have ever known, she is the one I desire to be like. She was wildly compassionate. Generous. A woman of integrity. Goofy. Cute. My hero. She is in Heaven.
Bayleigh is intense. She is small. She is beautiful. Sweet. Wild. Mischevious without limits. And she chirps.
Furbis is the epitome of catness. He is handsome. Big. Sweet. Dangerously intelligent. Strong. He breaks things. And talks.
Calliah is special. Furbis chose her. She is sweet. Not very smart. Funny. Pretty. Puts her toys in water. And the more she loves you, the harder she bites.
Izzy is super sweet. She's pretty. Passionate about playing. She licks things. She doesn't talk much. Snuggles a lot. And sleeps on my head.
1 comment:
so that is totally one of my favorite pics of him! :D
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