Dad used to tell us, "Stop monkeying around!" but I can't help myself... It's not my fault really, it's those silly monkeys, I tell you!
It was another day of small children, just three of them. Two cried when mommy left. They cried in harmony and also did solos. I'm fairly certain neither of them really knew why they were crying by the time they had finished. Ah, to be 3 or 4 years old again...
Yesterday we played sidewalk chalk with Josh and Jake. Today Lucas took it to a whole new level. He is an artsy kind of guy. He doesn't typically sit still for long but he does like to draw. This was his kind of project.
While chasing monkeys through the flowers, I found a little white butterfly who sat still long enough for me to take her photograph.
I am a work in the hands of the Master Potter. I pray that His fingerprints are all over me as I walk through this life. This is my journey. Thank you, Jesus, for not giving up on me.
I am mom to seven beautiful grown ups and grandma to ten beautiful grandchildren.