I am so in love with this little person. Our Emmett Dane. My little treasure boy.
I can't believe I get to be his mom.
I try to remind myself that it won't always be this way.
They say when a daughter gets married, you gain a son.
When a son gets married, you loose one.
I want to raise Emmett constantly remembering that my job is to successfully work myself into becoming his Number Two Girl. That someday he will leave our home, pursue a girl and then lead his family to love the Gospel.
I want to raise a boy that becomes an independent man. A man that is brave, but gentle. A man who seeks to defend the helpless and live the Gospel. A man that is okay with being broken, but always striving for holiness.
I want to raise a man that doesn't need to hang behind mom and dad, but one who is courageous and real with his life.
Then suddenly, we'll send a fledgling man out into the world to make his own way. To pursue his dreams and find out just why God made him.
But always I'll thank God that He let me be the first girl to love a little boy that became an amazing man.