You know those moments when your heart about bursts with love for your little ones because you see them do something extraordinary?
Last night at my parents' house, my little Conrey (15 months old), put his little fork down and folded his hands when my dad said it was time to pray. I wasn't going to make him because it was a late dinner and I had let him start eating about 10 minutes earlier. He did it all on his own and stayed that way through the entire prayer grinning at himself. Precious. That is the word that comes to mind. His precious little heart knew what was the right thing to do and did it.
There are days that I want to rip my hair out by the handful, but then I remember something like this and it brings a sweet balm to my spirit.
I love these babies!!!