A Tale of 3 Little Boys

3 little boys all in a row. While one smiles, one starts to cry and the 3rd decides to be grumpy. If you put in some giggles, a few tickles and games... what wonderful laughter, hugs and kisses they give.
3 little boys in my house. One will be reading, the other singing and the 3rd likes to recite his ABC's. When you add in a friend and helper (Chelsey), a wonderful husband and the Savior...the house becomes a home.

 

My Daniel- 8 yrs.  One day littlest love, I will get to see the world you have created in that beautiful head of yours. I will take your hand and we will explore each others worlds together. I will finally get to talk with that sweet person,the one my spirit can feel, the one I catch glimpses of day to day. Until that day, keep on creating your glorious world and I will relish in the glimpses I can catch.Keep on blossoming and filling my heart with joy.I am so very proud of you son.

 

My James- 6 years. Bright eyes hungering to learn. Sweet smile and gentle arms waiting to love and comfort. So many talents within, my son, leaving me wondering what you will do with them, what greatness is in your future and why I was so blessed to be chosen as your mother. What an honor it is my sweet boy and oh how I love you.

 My Ben- 4 years. Little hands, little feet, big blue eyes and a smile. Little hands making messes, little feet never stopping, big blue eyes ever looking and a sweet sweet smile to get away with it all. One day, your hands will calm, your feet will slow and you will be grown. Till then dearest one, keep exploring and remember your smile,so that I may remember mine when I catch you in your mischief.