our youngest son turned 2 this month. it was a great day of joy and remembrance. we partied and presented and played.
we took him to the local portrait studio to get some shot taken. he did very well and there were some great shots (of course too many--more than we wanted to pay for). it seemed a little strange to me that the photog asked me to step in front of the camera and interact with him--i.e. wrestle, tickle, etc. i didn't mind doing it--i was glad to be in contact with my boy. and it led to one of the shots we purchased. it is his torso and my hands tickling him. he's got a great smile and bright eyes.
and as much as i'm in the background of the shot, there is one thing that strikes me as incredibly cool (aka - humbling, overwhelming, blessed). you can't see my face, but you can see my wedding band.
there is something artistically amazing about photographs of children where a wedding ring is present. of course, you see my point about God's design for family.
i feel compelled to offer a proviso, but i ain't gonna do it.
suffice it to say i know i am blessed. and i know i am blessed because he has honored me because i have honored his perfect plan.

thank You, thank You, thank You. as long as the band stays in place ('til death parts us), let me love my children as You love me. and...keep them coming. i have more love to give.