Sundays are hard days. Whit works all day and with triplets and nap schedules church isn't always an option. So this past Sunday we loaded up in strollers and walked the few miles to one of our baby feeders homes. Her favorite is Becker.
She fell and broke her knee cap several months ago and hasn't been able to come feed in quite some time. She came over on Valentines and brought Becker balloons and cried about how she missed feeding him. When she comes over to help feed, she only feeds Becker :)
So as we walked up to her door I immediately thought how beautiful the weather was and how cool the morning was. I kept thinking THIS, was going to be good! She stood behind the storm door in disbelief, almost not opening it! She came out crying and was completely beside herself. It was a joy to watch.
She took him from Alissa's arms and began telling him how she missed him. We made her Sunday and she made ours. It was a good day and even though we were not sitting in church- a feeling of gratefulness washed over me.
Later that day Grant, my uncle came over and brought the babies a bunny and two chicks... The ones you wind up. They watched them carefully. They haven't totally figured the movement out. Spring is here!! Easter is on it's way!
We all have people that love our children and even pick one or two out as their favorites. It's kind of an unspoken relationship.
What if our lives weren't touched by certain people? What if we didn't have a few favorites of our own?
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