My oldest son is ELEVEN today. Once he's out of school for the day, the fun begins with a party at LaserQuest for him and a bunch of friends, followed by gifts at home with the family. I am especially excited to give him a pocketknife I bought him in Texas last week. He's been asking for a pocketknife for probably two years.
I remember well the day we drove to the hospital in Warsaw, Indiana, eleven years ago. After only four hours of labor, Joshua Matthew was born to us. Looking back, I can't believe how little Luanne and I knew about life or marriage, let alone parenting! But God has been so gracious and has led us every step of the way. Josh, you are teching us what it means to be parents! I love you so much. (I'm sitting in Starbucks typing this quick before a meeting... and getting all choked up in the process...).
Amazing how a kid can go from this
to this...
