Ten on Tuesday AKA Ten on Maybe Before 10pm on Tuesday
(If I had my assistant I could probably get this done on time. No one applied. No one.)1. This fat little baby is 10 today. How did that happen? I remember having him like it was yesterday. I was so blinded by new mother love that I did not even notice the GIANT hematoma on his head. In my eyes, he was perfect. I never knew that this little bundle of joy would teach me how much I needed a Savior. How I can't do it on my own. How much patience I need to do the work that God called me to as a mother. And how the blessing of seeing him grow up would make me happier than anything I had previously experienced.
9. When Packy jumps on the trampoline he looks like he is going to break his neck every time he does a trick.