I have great kids. I claim a very tiny amount of responsibility for that, give a bit more than that to my wife, and the rest is God’s. He just made’em great.
This morning I woke up about 6. I didn’t move much, just enough to realize it was 6. Then I heard the pitter-patter of little feet. But they didn’t come into our room, they headed to the bathroom. A moment later, I heard exactly what I’d hoped to hear.
A few moments after that, more feet. Then, more of what I’d hoped to hear.
Then came the best part. A whispered conference in the hall, and they went back into the bedroom, climbed back into their beds, and lay quietly until I felt like getting out of bed.
All by themselves!
I have great kids.
Could we borrow a few DNA strands…??? I’m wondering if some gene therapy would work on our kids… grin.
We’ve got great kids too, they just can’t resist an early morning snuggle if they wake up before we do.