My cute nearly-17 year old son Noah just came through the front door from school--The Noah. I always let out an inward sigh of relief when he's home. Not that I worry that he's in trouble or anything; it's just that we have this"connection" and I like it. He's getting close to 6 feet, but all I see is a marshmallow teddy-bear. (He'll still even admit that he missed me during the day!) So I just rummaged through the freezer and found ice cream and casually slid it under his nose when he sat down at the kitchen table. I see a happy little smile and then, "Thanks Mama!" Shoot! I don't care if he eats the whole dad-gum carton--with JUST a spoon and NO BOWL!!!
After the Twins were born, something deep down inside reminded me that there was STILL one more to come and not to get too comfortable--(how exactly do you do that with twins?) Anyway, I'm so glad we listened because we were gifted with-The Noah...Yes today, always, and forever I am thankful for NOAH!
We love Noah!! He's one of a kind!!
ReplyDeleteIsn't THAT the truth! Thank you again for coming to be with us when Michael opened his mission call...have a wonderful day Patti!
ReplyDeleteI am thankful for your whole family. Miss you.
ReplyDeleteLove and miss you too Mary! xox
ReplyDeleteYes, we all love and are grateful for Noah!
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