There just doesn’t seem enough of us to go around these days. Yesterday Jack decided that nothing in the world could please his little 3 year old heart and that made for a trying day.
My wise husband took about 3 hours and spent time with him last night doing things like: going to the beach, chasing, running, playing at the park, singing, encouraging and then topped it off with a trip to the bookstore. (This is of course, the frosting on the cake)
I love how his life is changed and his love tank is filled. I love how his Dad is so kind and astute and willing to fill it for Him until He knows how to run to Jesus for it.
However, our other astute little 5 year old informed me that she thought she “might have a rough day tomorrow” so that she could partake of the Daddy goods. I think she’s on to something.