Today we played soccer. A common occurrence. But I noticed something a bit uncommon.
Our boys were playing. Together. In harmony.
A year ago, we would certainly have had to break up some sort of a fight at some point. It kind of goes with the territory.
But today, we didn’t. And we haven’t had to for a long time.
Our boys have changed. God is moving and changing their hearts and changing the dynamics of our precious little group.
We are a family.
How we love this boy. It’s been just recently that we’ve begun to see him smile. Really really smile. Joy is flowing out from his heart, as he has received Christ as his personal Lord and Savior! (blog post on him soon to come)
Cristofer being tackled. Oh, if I had a picture for every time this boy ends up on the floor.
Ummmm, well, I guess it makes sense to cover yourself in bathroom soap and then rinse off in the rain outside.
My all-time favorite picture. Ever.
First world meets third world. If we could count the miles those precious feet have walked…
Love it when Chele shows his silly side.