My Laundry Surprise

It has begun! John David is getting old enough now that I'm starting to really get a taste of what it's like to be the mother of a young boy. You know, all the little things that come specifically with boys, hiding his tears so Mommy doesn't see him cry, wrestling with anyone and anything, the importance of superhero undies, spontaneously breaking into pirate play (no matter where he is), and the latest: surprises in his pockets. You might remember a post back in 2007, when we attended the Foster Family picnic, and John let a frog loose on the picnic table while everyone was eating. Well, today is wasn't a frog in his pocket (although I'm just waiting for that one), but it was a handful of rocks. Yes, rocks! I didn't catch them before they were washed, so now they're shiny rocks. :) I love my boys! Love you all, and thank you to God Almighty for a handful of rocks to remind me how precious these days are......