Thirty Days of Thankful: Day 1

Father, thank you for the special and unique blessings today holds...

Waking up to the rustling of the little guy next to me, who made his way into our bed in wee morning hours... who cheerfully puckers up for a sweet kiss - his way of gaining permission to let feet hit floor and exploring begin...

For this one.

With locks so wispy blonde and grin so infectious.

Who hangs on my leg by kitchen counter... and giggling, pretends to eat my chin when holding face near mine...

And roars like a dinosaur.

For this one.  He who is all boy.  Enthusiasm undeterred.  Climbing. Striving. Tiny frame unhindered.

The one with a thousand expressions... and dirt beneath his nails.

With small chubby fist.  Skin so soft, baby still lingering on way to boyhood.

My cup runneth over.