Despite yesterday's whiney post, I really do love this stage of our life. We have a crazy, beautiful, happy family and I am blessed with four really good men.
Yesterday as we played, I said to Micah, "You are my good boys. You're good boys, right? You're not naughty?"
He raised his eyebrows and asked in a hurt voice, "You're just kidding me, right, Mom?" I am. I know you're good. You are so good and I am so grateful for you, for your brothers, and for your father. I am blessed and happy.
Thank you to our wonderful friends, who I was able to coerce into taking pictures of us last night - despite the freezing wind and chilly sunshine! I think it was worth the time, but I am a bit biased when it comes to pictures of my family.