Sometimes, when I "catch" my kids, they crack me up...
|Caught 'em playin' in the mud boots|
|Caught 'em gettin' a little too close to the stromboli|
Sometimes, they frustrate the heck out of me...
Sometimes, when I "catch" 'em, it's wonderful...
|Isaac, reading through his second "Boxcar Children" mystery book|
|Selah, also practicing her reading skills|
The thing is, I tend to "catch" my kids when they are doing something *wrong* WAY more often than when they are doing something *right*. Maybe I'm too busy to say something, or I praise my own parenting skills, or I miss it all together.
Lord, help me to "catch" my children doing what is right. Remind me to stop RIGHT THEN, give 'em a hug, and tell them how amazing they are! Let their memories show that I was a Momma of love & joy, rather than bitterness & complaint.
'Cause they really *are* great kids ~ thank you Lord!
|Isaac, being the amazing big brother he really is!|
‘Cause I’m the Momma,