This girl is a hoot. A real ham. I see her daily making an effort to make people smile; walking up to her brother just to give him a pat, approaching her tantrum-ing sister to say “hey”, and playing peek-a-boo – she’s constantly playing peek-a-boo.
This was one of those slow Saturday mornings; bacon and eggs for breakfast, orange juice for the children and coffee for us.
Boop lingered at the table a bit longer than her older siblings and her daddy lingered with her. It is mornings like those that I don’t want to forget.
All of those little blessings were piled high that morning, sometimes it just takes a magnifying glass to see them as they really are – God’s grace.