My sweet baby Knuckles plays with his puppy on our bed.
Last week little Richie had a dedication service along with all the new children at our church in Wellington. Marcus asked "What's a dedication thingy mum?" So I explained that it is where the Pastor says a prayer and we give Knuckles back to God because he doesn't belong to us. We're just get to keep him for a little while but he belongs to God. Marcus was quiet for awhile and then in all earnestness said "So, does he (the Pastor) throw him up in the air?" The kid is priceless!
Ojan, Ayla, Elyn and Kat!
We could all hear the theme song to the Simpsons playing as we tried to squish ourselves into the littlest couch in the world. I kept trying to do bunny ears behind Maia's head but he is too old to be caught out anymore. Poor old Marcus, I just want to scoop him up and plonk him on my knee when I see these pictures. I didn't see that he was sitting on the floor. Nevermind, it looks like he's over the whole process anyway.
This is my blessing, to be part of an amazing group of men, all four of them. It's exciting watching their lives grow and their unique character take shape and form. I have been blessed abundantly. Talking with friend Danny today at the skatepark, we agreed that "it's all about family". I love it!
(I need to mention these dedication photos were kindly taken by Laurie from Arise Church who patiently waited while our lot made their way to the assigned area and organised ourselves. No easy feat although we had some laughs as we sorted ourselves out. Lots of fun. Thanks Laurie, the photos are great.)