That Sam I Am

I love that with each child we bring in to our family, our heart grows, and our capacity to love is without end! I could not love my five children more than I do.

There's something about a 3 year old. #4 is so darn cute! He's a big boy, yet he's still so small and fragile. He climbs into bed with us early in the morning and is so affectionate and sweet. He worries a lot. Dang, I think he got that from me. This morning I was taking #2 to school and #3 and #4 are in the van. I never mentioned we were running on fumes, and needed to get gas soon. Out of the blue, he said with a concerned look on his face, "Mom, I don't think we're going to make it." I of course assured him we would be fine. I wish I could take all the worry and stress out of my kids.

Later this morning, #4 was watching Daddy clean the pool. He looked over at me and said, "When I grow up to be a big man, I'm going to put the thingy on the thingy that goes to the thingy, and then push around the big, long thingy, just like Daddy! Thanks kid, I needed that laugh.