At the end of the summer.

At the end of the summer, I would like to admit that these three kids are my favorite.

That they make me smile every day.

That they make me crazy some days.

That they melt my heart with their spontaneous moments of kindness and gentleness.

That I love watching them grow in wisdom and stature and favor with God and man.

That they drive my to my knees more than anything else in my life.

That they may just be teaching me more than I am teaching them.

That I am humbled to be their mom.

That I wonder if I am doing it right.

That in my weakness He is strong.

That I not only love them, but I really like them too.

That I never could have dreamed up three more different and yet more perfectly suited children for our family.

That I am proud of them.

That I wonder with anticipation what God's plans are for them.

That I hope they are best friends forever.

That I think they are beautiful.

That I think they are cool and fun.

That I think they are hilarious.

That I love them no matter what they do or say.

That time is going fast and I can't slow it down.

That I want to savor every moment.

At the end of the summer, I would like to say that I am grateful for these three precious gifts.