I finally convinced my kids to come home. It was such a sweet reuinion. Bryant squealed with joy to see his big brother and sister, and he was rewarded with plenty of hugs and kisses.


My kids look older to me. How do they grow up so much in just two weeks of separation? Do they change this much every day, and I just fail to notice because I'm with them all the time? How has so much time passed since I first saw that beautiful pink screaming bundle that he is now about to enter the third grade? And my baby girl who I'm sure just turned three is about to go off to kindergarten? Can it really be so?

It's times like these that remind me to cherish each day, no matter how long and tedious. We are not promised tomorrow. But, oh, how I pray it comes.

Bradley and Bailey have been on a whirlwind tour of family members over the last couple of weeks. I'm so glad they got to spend these last few days with their cousin Carrie Beth. They don't get to see each other that often, but the love they have for one another is pure and contagious. Thank God for the incredible gift of family.

Hug your kids today. Tomorrow they'll be one day older.