Jesiah began the 2nd grade today- in school, not at home, which was far more emotional than I had planned on it being. I didn't get all choked up in front of his class or anything, but I came home and looked at the pictures I took of him this morning and sat on the phone with my mom and cried. Time goes by so quickly it is terrifying- BUT I am so thankful that despite having a baby young, and with a practical stranger, Jesiah has grown into a little man I am proud to call mine. I am proud to send him off to a class full of kids because I know he will bring nothing but light.
I am also grateful for the alone time with Pizee. As I mentioned above, they are only little for the blink of an eye, so to have one on one time with her now means a lot.
Blue Like Jazz by Donald Miller is one of my all time favorite books- and the other week I came across it on my hallway floor. I imagine it came from somewhere when I was preparing for the yard sale, but I wasn't reading anything so I decided I would read it again. God put that book on my floor, and I am very thankful.
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