A small gift for the moms at our church.
My girls.
They are the sweetest daughters a mother could hope for.
Luke, dressed up for his band concert — wearing his first tie.
After two daughters, when I learned I was expecting a boy, I had one lighthearted prayer besides asking for his health: that he would be cute. I admit I worried about being a boy mom and hoped a charming little boy would make the transition easier. My prayer was answered. I’m so grateful to be his mother. And yes, he’s relaxing on the Tempur-Pedic bed again.
Wishing you a wonderful day filled with many blessings to be thankful for!