Jesus Loves Me

There are just some moments in life that are so incredibly precious. Moments that boast of God's love and goodness. Today we experienced one of those moments.
Kylee and I went to visit Great-grandpa who has now been moved to a new facility in order for him to get the care that he needs.  I explained to Kylee before we went in to see him that he may not remember us.  When she asked me why, I did my best to explain it to her.  My heart swelled with pride as I watched her pour her love over him.  Several times he called her by a different name and as she held his hand and looked into his eyes she would tell him again who she was.  She told him stories. They sang together. She recited some of her memory verses.  She giggled at his stories, answered his questions...even when they didn't make a bit of sense.  All the while her tiny little hand clasped tightly to his massive one.

Training Wheels no more

It is such a strange blend of emotions...to be running alongside your first born with complete joy and excitement as well as overwhelming fear that they will take a bite out of the cement.  That is how I was feeling today as Kylee learned how to ride without her training wheels.  It was AWESOME! Kylee is not exactly our adventurous one.  She doesn't like to venture outside of her comfort zone or do things that might hurt so we were a bit surprised that she wanted to take her training wheels off but peer pressure prevailed and since her good friend Maggie took hers off Kylee decided she was ready to do the same. It didn't take long for her to get the hang of it and we had to chuckle at her mantra..."don't think about falling, don't think about falling, don't think about falling."
I remember well the days my big brother Scotty and I rode around our neighborhood.  All sunshine and freedom. When there was nothing we couldn't do which included riding with no hands...oh the fun!
Today was a big day.