Where has the time gone? I still can’t get over the fact that Wyatt turned 6…as evidenced by my continually saying that he “just” turned 6 to anyone who asks his age (which was in reality over 3 months ago). Wyatt is so cute to always let me know how old Annabelle would be if she were with us but to me she’ll always be 2 months old. I know that one day, I’ll know for sure and then it won’t even matter to me because we’ll be together again. And, then there’s Luke.
Who I prayed for so diligently but never knew I’d have.
Who I wanted so badly to be another baby girl but couldn’t be more thankful now that he’s exactly, precisely everything that I needed him to be.
Who lights up our home and brings more giggles to our family than we ever thought possible again.
Who has reminded me every single day that there is complete, perfect redemption in the One Who made him.
My baby boy is growing up before my eyes….and in less than 2 weeks he will be an entire 1 year old! I could cry, but I think, instead, I’ll raise my hands to Heaven in praise! (I still may need a box of tissues, though!) ;)