the truth is its not a good day to be writing a blog about my son turning two. he hasnt slept well in a week. he has been in a horrible mood, at best. my oldest and i both have colds and my husband is away on a business trip. on top of all of this, Jesus is teaching me to love. not the pretty, shiny people. not the ones that i consider dear friends. not the the people that have anything to offer me. but the other kind. the difficult people who make everything about them and wallow in their pity and lack any sort of generosity. so me, ten years ago... err, seven years ago. life is funny like that. and God is good.
but! thats not what this blog is supposed to be about. my youngest is two and i know everyone says "whered those two years go??" but seriously, where did they go? because i feel like it was yesterday when my husband came home from work to our little house in england and our four year old yelled "daddy! mommy has a baby in her belly!!!" we were happy to have another. we were content with corbin, sure. but he needed to be a brother. and we had a little more love to give. and God apparently thought our patience, will, and determination needed to be tested. because we got rhys. He gave us rhys. now, i would not describe rhys as our little bundle of joy. from day one, he was difficult and demanding. not much has changed. but let me be very clear when i say, rhys is one of the greatest, most challenging gifts God gave to this family.
rhys' smile can light up the darkest of rooms. his hair, alone, is amazing. he is goofy, determined, energetic, stubborn, and yes, enthusiastic in everything he does. i have no doubt that he will do something great with his life. he has the personality to move mountains and by the grace of God alone, he will.
happy 2nd birthday rhys.
the plans God has for us are much better than our own. you are proof of that...
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