Sunday Sentiments

Our little buddy Jeremiah spent the last few days with us, and we have just dearly loved having him. We hadn't seen him in about a month, and he's grown and changed so much in that time!

He's now NOT a fan of sitting during bath time, which is new since his last visit. It also made bath time really interesting. (The first bath required a brand new outfit for me. He filled up the hair washing cup and dumped it straight down my shirt.) 

He's taller and slimmer now that he's walking (running) everywhere.

He still hates shoes. 

He's a snuggler through and through - almost to a fault. His mom Facetimed me at one point in the weekend, and he was screaming. She asked what was wrong, and I said, "Oh, I put him down." She laughed...she knew! 

Since I'm very anti screen time for kids, I refused to turn on CoComelon even one time all weekend. And I was pleasantly surprised that he had the BEST time with a wooden puzzle I inherited from Ryan's parents' house, a bag of Legos I bought a few years ago at a yard sale, and a bird shaped pillow he dug out of a bin in the guest room. (We brought toys from his house, but he ignored them all weekend.)

Our new little booster seat was a perfect fit, and he enjoyed all the meals we put in front of him. (We made kid-friendly alterations to the meals we were eating anyway and served those to him. I have to say...the plates were pretty colorful!)

I told Ryan I was also pleasantly surprised at how well he drinks water. Most kids I know are hooked on juice, but he loves water and drinks quite a bit of it.

But my favorite parts of the weekend were playing alongside him and celebrating the things he did well. He learned quickly that I would clap and say "GOOD JOB!" He would run over for a big hug, looking super proud of himself for whatever he just accomplished. 

I loved praying over him at night or anytime he seemed overwhelmed by life. I would hold him close and whisper in his ear that Jesus loved him (and so do we) and then I would pray for him. I prayed over his room every night before he went to sleep. 

I loved hearing his little giggle when we tickled him. I loved watching him run to Ryan or stare out the car window at everything that went by when we had to be out and about. 

Kids always remind me of the raw trust that God desires from us. This weekend was a faith booster for me as I watched Jeremiah run, giggle, delight, and enjoy every little piece of life. It was sweet for me, and I'm grateful.