Grateful For Even The Smallest

One of the greatest things about my life is that I sometimes (if I don't wake up to the alarm, which my youngest usually wakes up about 2 minutes before it to nurse, but anyways) am still in the bedroom when my oldest wakes up. He comes bounding in the room, almost tripping because he's running in so fast. He says in his most enthusiastic voice, "Momma, there's a little orange light peeking through!" "Common Momma" "Hurry, hurry". God must be so pleased. He makes these for us everyday and how often are we that way. So, from me and Skye, God, we say that we noticed this morning. Thanks for my son's enthusiasm and our home and your Son.