|Morning kisses from yesterday.|
We were in the front room (some call it formal living room) with his mom, step-dad, and two aunts. We were all talking and laughing. Henry is wrestling with Aaron and when he walks over to the coffee table and looks at a basket of shells that I have collected over the years, he says, "Nice shells Dammy". He takes a couple of the shells out of the basket and to himself he says, "Cool shells. I like them." He's not trying to impress anyone and doesn't feel the pressure to make someone feel better about themselves, he just liked the shells and I guess he knew they were mine. I got to be on the receiving end of the compliment. I of course said thanks and he went about jumping and flying and laughing till he had no strength. By the way, I love days when we are just so relaxed and enjoying each other.
|Henry playing with KaKa|
|I love this. He is such a joy.|
|Making a butterfly with Grammy & Aunt Scovia|
He's very proud and worked hard. I love that
he put the lips on the top of the butterfly's head.
My prayer is that he never loses that heart. That my friend, is a heart that God can use to help others. That is heart full of compassion and love. I think that is why Jesus had such a soft spot for children. He could see the purity in their hearts. No sense of manipulation. Just genuine concern or hurt or happiness.
After Juliana and Aaron's wedding, we brought Henry to our house because his Mama was going on her honeymoon and a two year old kills the mood. I go to take Henry's tux off, which makes him so mad at me. After I calm him down and get his jammies on, he says, "Dammy, mommy was a princess. Mommy was a princess." He said that to me several times that night and the next day. At two years old, he noticed. To a two year old, a princess is the greatest compliment you can receive. Yes, even the boys know what a princess is.
I want a heart so pure and simple.
Quick to love
Quick to laugh
Quick to compliment
Quick to show compassion
Quick to say I'm sorry
Quick to help
O Lord, please give me a heart like that...