Kyla is our seventh child. One of several children we would have never had the privilege of knowing if we had followed our original “a boy for me, a girl for you, praise the Lord we’re finally through” plan. (Hat tip to Dr. Baucham for that phrase.)
Bria loves to do photo shoots with the girls. I’m glad, because otherwise, I don’t know if I’d remember to freeze these babies in pictures!
Yesterday I was reading to several of the younger children. Kyla likes to repeat me when I read, so I pause to give her time.
“…so then we see the beauty of the world…”
Kyla: “So den we see da…Mom! We don’t say ‘booty’!”
Do you know how hard it is to get on to her when she makes this face with these big, brown eyes? It’s a new thing–the testing–sometimes when I tell her to do something, she’ll just make this face and quip with the sweetest little voice, “Why?”
This is the face she made the first year of her life. Contemplative??? We found out she was just listening. Never talking. And then suddenly, she said everything, all at once.
I think God makes cuteness because it takes the edge off of the hard mothering days. Boy I love my 6 girls. 😉
“Sweet child of mine, I pray each night that I would not hold on too tight. You are His on loan to me, my job is to prepare you for eternity.”
We walk day by day. Ours is a story being written just like yours. Some days, the pages are embellished beautifully. Some days, I yearn to rip them out. Some days, I love to write. And some days, I don’t feel like I can. Still we walk. And the Savior walks beside us….perhaps in us and through us.