Ever since I began following Layla Grace and her family's heartbreaking story, I have begun noticing my two year old a little more each and every day. Sure, he is right smack-dab in the middle of the "terribles" and he tends to exert most of his energy lately by throwing himself on the kitchen floor and screaming his little blond head off. Or by hitting and kicking mommy, daddy, or sissy. Or by whacking the dog with daddy's brewing utensils (don't ask)... well, you get the picture. These are not the easiest years of his life... for him or for those around him. But recently I've begun noticing the unique little quirks about this little guy that I somehow have lost sight of in the middle of all of that.
This photo was taken a couple weeks ago at a family wedding. Everything about it screams Jake. His hands neatly folded behind his back. The way he attentively studies the other children out on the dance floor, wondering - hmm.... that looks like fun, when would be the right time to join in? It's like an open portal into his personality.
Truth is, even though he has his not-so-good moments, he is mine. And he is healthy. And I love with all of my heart. And I refuse to ever again take a moment with him for granted.
Please take a moment to pray for Layla Grace and her family. You can also follow their harrowing journey on Facebook and Twitter.
Cute pic and yes, a good reminder! They can be crazy, but every moment with them is beautiful! Happy WW!
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