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I love looking around and randomly seeing signs of my awesome little boys. 🙂 I was just outside cleaning some stuff up and noticed a little measuring cup. For the entire winter it has been out on the other side of the house – neglected by little boys who don’t care about their stuff. And each time I had seen it I thought of the irresposibility of my boys and how I need to teach them better…
But for an instant… I imagined the innocent and imaginitive little fingers that rediscovered this great little plastic treasure and toted it to uncharted regions… dreaming of the adventures to be had. And I smiled. I love my boys.
They are certainly not perfect (but, believe it or not, neither is their dad…) but they are God’s amazing gift to me. And along with their sister… I hope to find many more signs of little boys (AND girls) through the coming years. 🙂