I pray that this little boy with his crazy hair will grow up happy and healthy and be my sweet baby his whole life long. Or at least my sweet boy but man he's growing up too fast.
I pray that my boys know I love them just as much as I hope they always love me.
I pray that I can learn to not spend all my time worrying about what to wear to dumb work parties, instead focusing my attention on more important things....like cleaning off the island in my kitchen.
I pray that I will always take the time to stop and breathe in the beauty that the world has to offer. That I can go outside in the snow, in my bare feet for just a minute to soak it all in, because it is beautiful.
I pray that these boys will always get to grow up playing with their dad, snow or sun, and that they grow up to be just like him. (Minus the headphones?)
I pray that this boy will always decided to NOT throw the snowball in my face.
I pray that my family, immediate and extended, will always stick together and love each other and spend time together.
And also that I remember, especially when everything feels too hard, that I'm super lucky to be here, right now, in my life, with my family. I wouldn't trade them for anything in the world.