There's so much that I have to be thankful.
I'm overwhelmed at times, by the amount of my to do's,
but when I take a step back, whoa.
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I'm thankful for Jesus.
For dying for me, loving me, I'd be a pretty big wreck without Him.
He's my peace in the chaos of every day,
the reason that I do what I do.
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Ezra.
I think I could type just that and no more.
He's naughty as all get out, but he's also the sweetest little boy.
I love how he says "Mom! Shame on you" then he'll race you to the stairs and scream "race you".
Told you he was naughty! He builds play fires everywhere by dumping everything everywhere and calling it a "hot fire", and if that doesn't keep him busy enough, he'll get a pair of scissors and cut up a piece of paper into about four million pieces. He's little and so squishy still, I can't help but pull him into my arms all the time. I whisper to him "I love you so much, do you love me?" to which he always responds, "no, love daddy".
Jude, or as I like to say in my deep woman voice, Judy.
My baby.
My boy who loves to climb and cuddle. He's stronger than any other baby I've had, or perhaps I'm just weaker. He loves being held, more than anything, and he raises his hands whenever he hears music, even in his car seat. It's darling. He's constantly on the prowl for an open bathroom door so he can check out the toilet, and standing on the table is his new fun game.
Eden.
I'm not even sure where to begin. She's the second mommy of the house, in more ways than just helping! She's like my right hand. My creative pursuer, shoe obsessed, lip gloss lover. She's fun, funny, slightly rude, book loving, school loving girl.
Micah Gray!
I've been yelling saying that a lot lately. I love this picture, it also reminds me of how much he's changed in months. The day after he turned six, all things became silly. All. The. Time. He's caring, affectionate, and totally unable to sit down. He's slightly obsessed with Jude, legos, and Star Wars.
Michael.
My rock.
I've needed him more this past year than in our eleven years of marriage combined. He's been there for me when no one else has and he's loved me, I mean really really loved me.
He's shown me grace when I've messed up, and I just can't even put into words how thankful I am for him.
