He was so brave, so excited with his big beaming smile and big blue eyes.
He insisted on carrying his backpack all by himself.
He took to easel painting like a fish to water...
I slipped out, and did my day alone. It was full. Of phone calls and errands and housework and music teaching. I missed my baby. When he gets home soon with his big brother and sister and his Papa, I cannot wait to cuddle and kiss him! I am so looking forward to hearing all about his adventures at kindy.
Praising God for the courage to let go today, to trust, to breathe, and to rest in His love and provision for my son.