Noah is turning into a big boy right in front of our eyes. He goes back in forth from fierce independence to uncertainty about doing things alone. Isn't that the biggest quandary about growing up? I still feel that way about some things.
Thank you that you picked us to be Noah's parents. Help me to take the pressure off of myself to get it right this very second. And to not pressure him in any direction to pick things, attitudes, and thoughts that I would pick out for him. Help me just to let him be little. Help me to find the balance between valuing time that we are blessed with and rushing him to grow up in maturity. Help me enjoy him being little and being Noah. He is such a delight even in our tough moments! I am thankful for his light and the million questions he comes up with. Thank you so very much for this little one Lord. He is such a treasure.