These are the children that made me a mom.
These are the eyes that see me make mistakes, but see me try,
the ears that hear everything I say, but hear me say I'm sorry,
the mouths that repeat those things, . . . and sing sweet praises to God,
the hands that I hold and remind them to wash, and the ones that serve,
the feet that once kicked inside of me, and now dance around my heart.
(the pictures were taken Saturday at Berry College)
On Mother's Day, Hannah made me a special card and Josiah made me a sandwich (peanut butter, turkey, and a touch of honey : ).
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