Moments Like These

Jonathan whizzed around me making figure eights while riding his bike. He came to a screeching stop.

"Mom, have I've told you lately that I love you?"

"Hmmm...I don't think so."

"Well, I love you."

Then he sped off on his bike, racing the wind.



Moments like these make me glad to be alive.

"Behold, children are a heritage from the Lord, the fruit of the womb is a reward." Psalm 127:3