Last night bible study went a little late, so as soon as it was over I (along with 100 other parents) rushed back to the kid's wing to get my sleepy son. I waited in line, seeing all the sweet little 1-year-olds peering over the fence, many looking rather weary and worrisome. When I spotted my son, he was holding the hand of one of the sweet volunteers and she flagged me into the classroom. She just had to tell me that he was "a delight."
Now doesn't that just melt a Momma's heart??
I. love. him. I am so blessed to have such a sweet tempered, obedient, joyful little boy. Thank you, Jesus, for my precious son.