My Boys, or Should I Say, My Little Men.

I've been having such a blast with my boys! They're getting bigger. They're developing their own thoughts on things. They've also developed some hilarious senses of humor! Yesterday I grabbed Jonah's forearm because he was getting ready to run into someone. Without even blinking he said "All passengers, please keep your hands & feet to yourselves."
They're becoming the men that God created them to be. A couple of nights ago Jonah was walking down the hall saying "Who deleted my Beth Moore off of my ipod?" I said that I had because I thought that it was on there by mistake & I was just trying to make more space for him on his ipod. "No" he told me, "I love Beth Moore. I listen to her every night before I go to sleep. Can you please load all of her stuff back onto my ipod." What in the world!!? I had NO idea that he was listening to all of my Beth Moore stuff!! It thrilled me that he'd been doing that on his own!

Each boy has a story that I could share. They're delightful, really, really delightful. This Summer we've just thoroughly enjoyed each other's company, and it's been such a joy. They are acting like friends to one another, rather then acting like each other's enemies as they have in the past. It blesses me to see them love each other. They ALL love Ezekiel. They are so sweet with him. They tend to his every need (except diapers). ;) He is one blessed boy. Last night they were all in bed when I heard Ezekiel start to cry. It took me a second to get in there to see what was wrong. When I got there all three boys were standing by his crib. All three of them touching him, trying to soothe him. So precious!

This is the first time that I can remember since Jackson was born that it's not stressful to go to the store alone with all of my boys with me. In fact, it's actually better to take them with me because they're so helpful. Their dad has taught them to be gentlemen, so they don't like me (being a girl & all) to have to lift a finger. My door is always opened for me. They lift all of the heavy things into the cart for me. They load all the groceries into the car for me. They bring them into the house for me. They put Ezekiel into his car seat & get him back out again when we get home. Boy, this is the life!!

Parenting is the hardest thing that I've ever done, and especially because I'm trying so hard to "do it right". This Summer though, I've started to see a lot of fruit from all of our hard work. Don't get me wrong, I don't think that I've arrived! There's a long way to go, but I'm just saying I've seen some fruit, and it is thrilling! I love these sweet boys. They bless me! Thank you, Jesus, for my sons!