Monday, April 13, 2009

Once upon a time...

There was a boy named Brody who made his parents so happy. Tonight Brody laid his head down on my shoulder for comfort. It felt so good.... That is not easy for Brody to do. He will kiss me (in his special..... careful don't hurt Momma way) and dance with me, but he is not much for consoling. We love him so much and wish we could show it.
He wanted to watch Dancing with the Stars tonight because he was signing music. We let him stay up and after it was over, he put himself to bed. Precious!
Life is good with three six year olds, but definitely not something that you can prepare for. Please keep us in your prayers.

2 comments:

Sarah said...

What a sweet post. And you are most definitely in my thoughts!

Jen said...

Kyle doesn't console in the typipcal way either...one time several years ago, I was crying while reading the newspaper (unexpected death); he just looked at me...and then he said something like, "Hey mommy, Cha cha cha, cha cha cha," while doing a little dance. He knew that would make me smile!