Monday, March 03, 2008
Eight Years and Counting
December 24, 2007 found us celebrating an outdoor swimming party for the eight year old in our lives. (Life on the equator has its perks…) As we approached the pool for the party he said, “THIS is the best birthday EVER!!!”
His much anticipated day went off without a hitch or a even a stitch. Though Uncle Andrew’s dive threatened both of those sentiments.
For about two weeks Alex had spoken, dreamed and prayed for nothing else but his day. The day. The day of the great Swimming Birthday Party. And after all the apprehension, cake eating, song singing, present opening and swimming…Alex announced that his day had in fact been a great success.
I think that is fitting. One great success deserves another.
I am so proud of this boy. And so thankful for all God has created in Him.
I love you, Alex!
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Family,
They Call Me Mom
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Oh, how I love that boy! Bryson and Cason spent Saturday morning planning all they were going to do with their cousins when you visit this summer. It made me cry to listen to them. Even with all of the miles seperating us, God has made those relationships strong and binding. God is Good!
What can a granddad say as he watches his grandkids grow up on your blog. I'm sitting here with a lump in my throat. Thanks so much for the GREAT (Tony the Tiger Grrrreat!!!)update. Uncle S'more gave us a great report when he came back home. Remember that Satan strikes hardest when we are being most effective for the Lord.
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