He Gets It
Last night as I was getting all comfy in bed, Husband came up next to me and started talking to Baby. The conversation went something like this. . .
Hey Buddy, you've got to stop hurting your mom . . .
No, don't backtalk me.
Oh, he's laughing
. . .
I love you son.
But of course if you are a girl, that's fine too.
I want you to love the Lord
I want you to love your Mom
I want you to love your wife -- of course not right now because you are too young.
But when you do have a crush, you've gotta tell me man, 'cuz I can't wait to know. I'm just so curious to know.
And then I started crying. Maybe it's all these dumb hormones. Or maybe it's just the achingly wonderful feeling of knowing you married the right person. Knowing that even though he doesn't know much about birth plans or sleep training or the proper way to swaddle a newborn, he understands what really will matter to the Littles.
It will only really matter how we love them.
And how we teach them to love God with their whole heart, mind and soul.
I think I'll probably have a good cry when I see him hold Baby for the first time. . .