Wednesday, April 24, 2013

I love you, Cranky Pants

We've had a string of rough days with Mr. Noah lately.  He has nightmares and doesn't sleep well.  Believe it or not, lack of sleep can make a three-year-old quite grumpy.  He'll tell you so himself.  Yesterday, however, was a fabulous day, and it's days like those that enable me to look at a grump-a-rump little boy and say, "I love you."  Despite your tantrums and yelling and naughtiness (let's just chalk it up to sin nature), I love you.  And you are a blessing.  

  You are gentle.  You are sweet.  And smart.  And funny.  

And you are mine.

I love you, Cranky Pants.

1 comment:

  1. He really is a loving little guy. Such a sweet picture...