Last night I was working on Bible study for the next day while M gave Nate a bath. It took awhile since Nate had really loved the pureed bananas…all over his face, hands, nose, and eyes. M came out to show me how happy Nate was. I snapped a picture of this happy memory. Then...Continue Reading
So, I just told M that if Nate is a completely messed-up kid at age fourteen (you know the type: youngest of four…seen, tasted, and tried it all way too early), I can’t fault him. I can’t even be mad at him. Because in these years? He’s taking one for the team by going with...Continue Reading
