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I have been spending lots of quality time with my kids lately.  As a homeschooling stay at home mom, (HSAHM) ~I just made that up~ (IJMTU) who lives in the middle of no where in Minnesota where its really cold, being together a lot is the norm.

But as I rushed through Coltons lessons one morning because Eddie was about to have a meltdown, I realized something.

He is a cool kid.



He looked at me and said, “Need me to take care of it mom?” I just about burst into tears.  Not from being sad or anything, but thankfulness and joy and love.  Since I had no idea what he would do or how he would do it, I said, “Sure.”

He went over to Eddie and started making funny faces.  And pretending like he was going to tickle him.  And jumping up and down like a silly monkey.  He brought Eddie a book and started reading it to him.

Eddie loved it.

And so did I.

For as much as I have regrets… as often as I lay in bed at night and beg my Father for forgiveness because I was impatient or yelled or inattentive or any laundry list of faults… I also have these little moments of joy.  And am proud.  And grateful.

Colton is turning 8 in a few weeks.  He is our first born, our first son, our first miracle.

He is a wonderful kid.  He loves his siblings and loves that they look up to him.

He truly has a servants heart.


And he is silly.  And excited.  And loud.  And likes Angry Birds a little too much and thinks saying “poop deck” is quite possible the funniest thing he has heard in his whole life.

My sweet boy,

You bless me with your innocence

and teach me through your actions

about the person I want to be.

I pray you will always want to serve

and  bless others

with your light and your laughter.

You are a beloved



and accepted

child of God.

Now go clean your room.





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    • says

      You are the best girl! Thanks for those sweet words. And yeah… he has his snotty moments! But thankfully he gets that that from his dad.


  1. says

    Awww, adorable. My eldest almost turns 8 too and this story reminds me of him. I so know the feeling of lying in bed, asking for forgiveness for everything I didn’t do like I think I should have that day. But then sometimes my husband turns to me, points at those beautiful children and says: “you are doing lots of things incredibly well. Look at them”

    And then I feel nothing but joy.

    Have a beautiful week!

    • says

      Sounds like your hubby is a wise man. :)
      Just spent a bunch of time on your beautiful blog… my goodness you are talented! Keep on rockin it girl!

  2. says

    What a beautiful post for an awesome son. I hope that he comes back to this page on your blog when he’s about 35. Reading the sweet sentiments written by his mom will melt his heart just as he melted yours this day he offered to help out.

  3. says

    I love your blog! and the way you way you express love towards others and, most importantly, towards God. your such an inspiration. thank you for keeping up this blog!! (:

  4. Cindy Howe says

    This is awesome! I have have three boys and those little moments of awesomeness make every hard moment completely worth it! My heart melts every single time my boys do something kind for each other. Yesterday we were at the doctors office and my 6 year old drew a picture that said “I love my brothers, Jovon and Abel.” I could almost die. I also have a 10 year old that is so helpful and I think he could go out into the world tomorrow and he would do just fine. And today my 4 year old said he was going to share his candy because “he wanted to be a good brother.” Some days when they are beating the crap out of each other I think I’ve failed and they are going to be enemies when they are grown then I see this little “moments” and I know they will always love each other and be best friends.