Patience

Nothing makes ten-year-old Isaac more lacking in attention than grammar homework mixed with the excitement of the Christmas season. I have to sit with him and get his attention span to focus every thirty seconds (or thereabout). After awhile I laughed and told him he was trying my patience. He put his hand gently on my shoulder. "Mom, that's why God gave you kids. To teach you patience." 

Indeed.

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Me: "Noah, what do you want for Christmas?"
Noah: "A baby Macen! A REAL one!"
We are a little in love with our newest cousin.
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