Um, That's My Pillow

Every night, you throw your pillow on the ground and say you don't need one. And every night you end up on my pillow. I usually wake up with a kink in my neck from only getting to use 1/4 of MY pillow.

You're 4 years old. And you sleep with me still. I've tried to break the habit, but it has been such a battle. Basically I'm a quitter. I gave up.

Some nights I sure wish I could stretch out and get a solid night's sleep with the whole bed to myself. And some would say that I'm crippling your independence and enabling you and blah blah blah.

But most nights I'm thankful to have you so close. The doors are locked, I've got the heavy duty Mag light by the bed, and we're safe. I can protect you when you're this close. (Though let's be honest... what am I gonna do with a Mag light?)

Makes me wish you could always be this close. That I could always protect you.

I love the sweet giggles I hear every night and the sweet face I see every morning. And if you want to sleep in my room until you're 28, then so be it. You might want to rule out the idea of ever having a brother or sister though.

Easter, part 2

We had a great Easter! You loved your Easter gifts and all the hub-bub of the day. I also wanted to make sure that you knew what Easter is really about. Every night when we pray, you claps your hands together, and I pray that you will get saved early on in life. It's one of my most fervent prayers. I've told you several times about salvation and how you can accept Jesus as Savior someday. I know that you obviously don't understand yet, but I want to make sure that you hear it often. On Easter morning, I was explaining to you that God loved you so much that He made a way for you to spend forever with Him in Heaven. I told you that His Son, Jesus, had come to earth, lived a perfect life, and died so that He could take our punishment for all the bad things we do. Your eyes were fixed on me this whole time. I told you then that Jesus was so powerful that He didn't stay dead. I told you that He came back to life and came right out of that tomb! At this point, in the sweetest, most excited voice, you said, "Awww!" My heart melted to hear your excitement. I know that you don't "get it" already, but I pray that enough of those sweet moments will create a soft heart in you that will be ready to accept Him at an early age. I think God has big things planned for you, little one!

Watching for doggies

You loves to stand at the window and watch for doggies!

When you see one, you barks at it :-) Arf Arf! If the window is open, it's funny to see the surprised dog walker trying to figure out where the noise is coming from!

So precious!