From Charlotte Street

We live on Charlotte Street. We live in the city. We love our neighborhood. We love our boys. Our house is usually a wild mess; full of wrestling children and flying footballs. We are so far from perfect and so thankful that we don't have to be because we serve a God was and is perfect for us.

Thursday, February 16, 2012

a late Valentine post (for my baby boy)

Dear Titus,
  My sweet little tornado. I'm so thankful that God blessed me with you. I love your outgoing personality, your huge smile, your fiesty spirit, and your big hugs. I love how you never slow down. You're my first baby. I love you. This is the verse I pray over you:
And so, from the day we heard, we have not ceased to pray for you, asking that you would be filled with the knowledge of his will in all spiritual wisdom and understanding, so as to walk in a manner worthy of the Lord, fully pleasing to him, bearing fruit in every good work and increasing in the knowledge of God.
                                     Colossians 1: 9&10
Love, Mommy
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