You have the most kissable foreheads I have ever known.
And when you play, you play hard.
And you play big!
And Oliver, you can so easily get lost in life as a 4-year-old. Playing sword-guitar in your boxers makes you feel like a real rockstar.
And Hazel, you really do know how to dance like nobody's watching. Just flapping your arms to the music - so fast they're just a blur of happiness.
My children, you melt me.
With your funny toothy grins,
your unparalleled passion for balloons,
and your roly poly thighs.
I am reminded by you both to drink deeply from life every day. I am setting aside my distractions, soaking you in, and making these days count with my babies - teaching you about the love of Jesus and turning a toy sword, a balloon and a little music into a precious memory.
Thank you, Jesus for these sweet babies.
I am just so grateful.
(and in case you may ask, the music playing in the background is "Convinced" from the Seeds of Courage album by Seeds Family Worship.)