This evening at 6:06 pm, my smallest man (for now, at least) turned six years old. He is such a precious little guy to me, full of spunk and imagination. Jack loves LEGOs, drawing, art of all kinds, books, and his mama. I can’t picture our home without the excitement, joy, and noise that he brings into it each day. I am so, so thankful to the Lord for Jack, and I pray that He will continue to graciously bless my little guy in every aspect of life.
*I thought of this as I titled this post: I seem to enjoy having babies at busy times of the year. Daniel was born the day after Easter, Jack was born six days before Christmas, and Little One is due on Tax Day (April 15).