Sweets to the Sweets

Madge, you are a little Mama and so good to watch with your siblings. You love them all so much and just left a birthday party with Mom early yesterday to get back home to Pita, because you were missing her. (You skipped the cake and gathered snacks for Pita and Caleb to give them as soon as you arrived home.) You teach and love your threesome with compassion and grace and are gentle to encourage, never thinking of you. Usually we hear, "Pita, you do this so much better than me," in your humble way, when you are so impressed with something Pita does. We thank God for you. You teach us so much. You, Peach, Caleb, and Penny,  are real blessings to us, and we are grateful. Remember our sign language? Here's one to you: I love you....BACK! Thanks for teaching us all what it means to be yourself and innocent as a child should be.

Running makes you tired...

Really, really tired. The other day we got home from a run. Our big girls biked and Cal and Pen-Pen, as Little Caleb calls his baby sister, were asleep in the jogger. Sweet, sweet faces. There is little else to say. Pure innocence.