Sunday, May 18, 2008

moments like these make (almost) all the challenges vanish

Every night, I'll sit and say a prayer with the children before they go to sleep. After we pray for our friends and family - and for love and patience and compassion - I'll tell them that I am so thankful that they came to live with us.

Tonight, I told them that an angel brought them to live in my tummy when they were itty bitty teeny babies ... and they grew and grew until they were finally born. I told them that I was so happy I called out to the angel, "Thank You for sending me these babies! Thank You! Thank You! Thank You!"

They sat looking at me for a moment, before William reached up and with a gentle hand touched my face and said, "You're Welcome."

And to think ... earlier in the evening I was prepared to lock them in the garage.

8 comments:

  1. william is such a sweet little boy!!

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  2. LOL! How priceless is that? Definitely a keeper moment.

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  3. That is so cute!!!! I'm finding it hard to believe he has been unfairly named Will The Pill! LOL!

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  4. Okay, Jen. I bought the Sinus Rinse this morning and irrigated Amanda's nose with 4 OUNCES. It was like drowning her while she stood up. I swear to you on my life she had a 102 fever this morning and now it's gone. Coincidence? I don't know. But douching her nose was insanely fun and I can't believe how much you must love it, you sicko! :)

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  5. Aww...that is so sweet.

    I just commented at our dinner time that I would like a picture of our two-year old praying...they swinch their eyes so tight!

    I'm so glad for you that the angel brought them to you--what a blessing.

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  6. Jen, I am so proud of you. What a great Mom you are---teaching is the answer. It is not what you say but what you do. Good Job!
    MOM

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  7. Awwwwwwwwwwww!

    That was SO sweet.

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  8. I am SO SO SO not a cryer but that has me sobbing over here!! Sobbing!!! So so so sweet!

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