Today I’m jumping on the bandwagon of thankfulness.  Tis the season.  

And it’s Ben!  My almost-two-year-old little buddy who just discovered his pockets.  I’m thankful that God didn’t grant me the ability to choose the sex of my second child, because after Emma, I would have said another girl.  David and I were clueless as to what to do with a boy.  He has two sisters; I have three.  We’re estrogen-rich in these parts, and I thought little boys were all about mud and worms and head-butting.  As it turns out, they are, but it’s so much more endearing than I once thought. : )

So now I’m smitten with my blue-eyed boy with the Cary Grant chin.  Every time I snuggle him up or get all mushy about his sweetness David mocks my hormone-induced pregnancy words… “What am I going to do with a little boy?”.  Because now?  I know exactly what I’m going to do. 


Last week at his Nana and Papa’s house Ben got into the dresser drawer when he was supposed to be napping.  When I went to check on him he was fast asleep, his little bed littered with holiday ribbons and bows.  That’s my boy, wrapping himself up… like the gift he is.

3 thoughts on “Thankful

  1. I have found that my boy is so much sweeter than the girls and he always takes care of his mommy….don’t tell him this in 20 years:) Hope all is well, sorry we didin’t get to see you guys while ya’ll were in Temple:) Maybe at Christmas:)
    Delana Haney

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