I'm in love

Every one of my children is a beautiful enigma to me. I can't express how amazed I am that THESE are my kids. They are all supremely different from one another and yet all COMPLETELY perfect for me. If you've read my blogs from when Cade was born, you'll remember me doing some whining about how slow he was in forming a personality. What's the saying about good things and waiting?

H-O-L-Y C-O-W, I'm in love with this baby. When he's laid back, his dead-pan expression cracks me up. He literally stares at me with no expression until I feel his eyes boring into me. Once I look at him, no expression turns to wiggle-grin. He waits for my attention.

Today, I seriously started worrying about introducing him to solids. I can't get him to eat rice cereal because he won't stop laughing long enough to swallow. He ends up spewing it all over himself and me in fits of laughter. What on earth is so funny about the way I feed him? I haven't the foggiest, but we are both sitting there getting doused and laughing at each other.






And, what is so funny about a diaper change? I can only guess that it's the cool air on his 'man parts.' But, that doesn't explain why he cracks up when I'm changing his clothes. All three of my older ones screamed bloody murder when I changed their tops. Like I was trying to garrote them with their own shirt. Cade finds it incredibly amusing.

I'm in love. I'm blessed. I'm incredibly amazed at God's willingness to entrust me with these treasures.

Princess Bride makes me laugh.
Anchorman makes me snort drinks through my nose.
Funniest Home Videos makes me wonder why I don't have my video camera out more often.

But these kids, they make me smile in the deepest parts of my heart. They make me laugh through my bad days. They inspire me, encourage me, and entertain me. They are my very tangible reminders of grace. Of mercy.