But enough of thoughts that make me want to cry. Instead, I need to cherish every day with this little bundle of joy, and not be trying to stop time, and hold it still, but instead be grateful that God has given us the immense privilege (and scary responsibility) of being her parents! She's in his hands, and while every day she becomes a little bit more independent of her Mama, I pray she'll grow up to learn that she is totally dependent on the Saviour, Jesus.
Happy half year birthday Bubba!
|Playing in her pram while Mama does the hoovering...|
|Ava's toy train...|
|Queen of dribble...|