"When I was a boy of fourteen, my father was so ignorant I could hardly stand to have the old man around. But when I got to be twenty-one, I was astonished at how much he had learned in seven years. "~Mark Twain, "Old Times on the Mississippi" Atlantic Monthly, 1874
At our house we have two teenagers, a tween, and two preschoolers. Most of our days are busy, busy, busy. Crazy busy. As a mom of two teens, I've heard my share of "teen parenting horror stories." But in all honesty, I really enjoy our "big boys" most of the time.
They are fine young men who make me laugh and have good friends. They love God and strive to do what's right. Please understand, we definitely have our share of struggles and arguments, but so far I am counting my blessings!
With that being said, there are definitely days. Days when I feel like banging my head against the wall. On those days, I can look at these angelic baby pictures of our boys and remember all over again that they are truly precious children of God.
Kind of helps me put things into perspective...
And now we finally framed one of Sarah's baby pictures. So now her picture will be added to the wall. :)
Happy Sunday, everyone!