Boys

The toilet seat is usually up.  Clothes are usually on the floor instead of where they should be.  Rough housing is the norm.  Quiet times don't exist unless their little blue eyes are closed.  Nerf gun bullets come whizzing by my head at any given moment.  Stinky feet...oh yeah we've got those.  Their faces are usually dirty and don't get me started on their hands. 

However...

The snuggles are often and sweet.  The hugs and kisses come naturally without asking.  Mama is as great as any princess and Daddy is their super hero.  They usually don't fuss about what they wear as long as they choose the shoes.  ;)  And although they pick and aggravate, they love with a little boy fierceness that can't be compared.



It is my honor to be entrusted by God to raise these future men to be men who love God with their whole being and who will love their future wives and children. My  prayer is that they know it's ok to cry; to show compassion, sadness and joy.  To be leaders who stand firmly for truth...God's truth.  To advocate for the broken and the hurting, the fatherless and the widow. To know God's word and hide it in their hearts so that it will light every path they travel and every step they take.

This keeps me on my knees...