Dennis went to the Predator's game last night, and I was dog tired getting the kids ready for bed alone. After I'd tucked them in bed, I found this sweet note on my bathroom sink. Alex, my 9 1/2 year-old, created it after his shower. If you've ready the Love Languages series, you know that we all express our love in different ways. In all honesty, this is not Alex's love language, but he was speaking mine! I love to get little notes and cards--from family, friends, long-lost acquaintances--and this totally touched my heart.
Nicole and I were scrapbooking 2 nights ago, paging through old photos of my three as babies. I couldn't believe how quickly those memories come flooding back! To see little Nicole with the pin curls all over her head, or Alex with his chubby belly wearing my high heels! Oh! What a bittersweet moment. Treasure those little ones; they are gifts from God.
