On Saturday, my smallest musketeer turned seven.
How did THAT happen?
And... where DOES the time go???
Still, fly by it does, so today I add another page to my journal.
As I remember. And laugh. And smile. And rejoice.
Because my little boy turned seven.
And because God is so very, very good.
... and seven phenomenal years with him
His spunk. His zest. His strength. His heart.
My. Big. Man.
His birthday party at home... just the way he wanted
... with superheroes -- a Lego Ninjago cake, Transformers plates & napkins, and a Batman
And a number 7 candle on top.
This time to rejoice
With friends & family gathered round (more then a wee bit blurry, but gathered round nonetheless :)
Legos. Legos. Legos. And countless other thoughtful gifts.
And clearing after the rain for outdoor games
Simplicity and fun
And a big tree with a branch at just the right height
For a little pinata fun
... with special people
And the privilege... the honor... the gift of parenthood.
How could I ask for more?
"Behold, children are a gift of the LORD,
The fruit of the womb is a reward.
Like arrows in the hand of a warrior,
So are the children of one's youth.
How blessed is the man whose quiver is full of them..."
Psalm 127: 3-5
and the list goes on...