Big little brother

My children, who are 11 months apart to the day, are the best of friends and the worst of enemies. They fight A LOT. They are really mean to each other sometimes. They annoy each other on purpose, and try to get each other in trouble.

They also play together A LOT. When they are apart, even for just a day, they miss each other. They sleep in the same room, by choice, and often in the same bed. When one gets gets a special treat, they make sure to get one for the other.

My Son by nature is a protector. He wants to be an "army guy" when he grows up, so he can help people. He has a very tender heart and watches out for other, especially if they are smaller. If someone is picking on his sister, you can be sure that he will be right there defending her.

Yesterday, Daughter, who tends to be slightly accident prone, fell down a hill while she and brother were on a hike with Daddy. She hurt her back, and when she was still complaining about the pain at bed time, we decided to be safe rather than sorry and get her checked out.

As we head to Nana's to drop off Son, he beaks down in tears. "I don't want sister to be hurt. What is the Dr. going to do to her?" He was so worried about the welfare of his sister.

I have two sisters and we are very close. We watched out for each other, protecting each other. It was always my prayer that my kids, too, would have that close relationship. I am so grateful that they do, and I pray that it continues into adulthood.

Very Proud Mom

This past Sunday, my daughter, who is growing up way too quickly, chose to be baptized. I didn't know if she was ready, if she really understood what it meant, but she did and she was.

Above all else, I want my children to know Jesus, personally, all the days of their life. I know she loves Jesus, and I know that He touched her heart in a special way as she chose to publicly proclaim that He is her Lord and Savior.

It was a very special day for her and for us. We are so proud of the young lady she is becoming.