“Young boys (or girls) should never be sent to bed. They always wake up a day older.”
I thought about this quote tonight while I was feeding Maggie. I asked Kev if he would finish putting her down so that I could read to my two year old one more time. I had this fleeting and somewhat insane thought that maybe if I read to her, I could drag it out and she could stay little just a bit longer. As it was, she never even made it through the first book, Violet the cat was still stuck up a tree, and my Little was fast asleep on my shoulder.
I am fairly certain that the Father uses parenting as way to draw us closer to Him. Not only in the sheer miracle that is growing a baby inside of you, but in loving them also. I'm sure that in loving her, with that deep, deep love, I catch just a glimmer of how He loves me, His child. Love...so profound.
I love that Little girl.