As I take pictures of my new little girl I try to make mental sticky notes on “This one’s a save” or “That one is a sure print out! I’ll never forget that one!” But before I know it they’re off the camera, never finding their way to that printing station at the drug store, much less into a photo frame on the wall. Someone want to help me with that project? It’s not for lack of caring, just for my ever present weakness–low attention span. It’ll happen, the particular favorites will get collected onto a CD and I’ll get them printed out.
Before that, I’ll clean the house, do the laundry, pick it all up again, vacuum over there again, clean this, sweep that up.
Then, I’ll stand up to admire that calendar, only to realize that I never peeled one cute little sticky off to track my baby’s milestones.
Why? Because I was too busy cleaning up after the milestones.
OK. Enough on that. Here are some sweet snaps, it’s my kids.
Diederick, Carly, Koen and Abegayle. Abbie’s nearly one month old in these pictures. You know who else is there? Someone in their hearts who gives them that love you see in their eyes.
I think that’s God’s love. These kids would give anything for each other. It’s magnificent to see them together, and just to be a part of it all.
Even if I’m in my pajamas all day.
Every day I take pictures of the four sitting together, I guess because I’m still waking up to this! God’s given me four kids. And you know what? They’re OK with it. They have a wonderful way of pointing things out, and overlooking other details that I’ve always considered embarrassing.
All in all, hopefully I’m a better person for whatever tricks they’re playing on me. Thanks, God, for giving me these babies!