Changes

I feel like our family is changing so much right now.  Hunt is fully potty trained day and night!  So excited but a big milestone that says he is not a baby anymore.  I was at walmart a couple of weeks ago and it was the first time that I did not have to buy diapers in 8 years!  Good but sad.  Why are so many things in life wonderful and painful at the same time? Hunts prayer tonight was," Oh God, thank you that we could go to the pool, to the beach, to God's house and Jesus house. Amen."  Mae Mae and I had a night to ourselves recently and we ate our dinner of crackers, cheese, and fruit in my bed while watching disney channel. . . . it was such a sweet time with my "big" girl.  A little window into the future of the different things that we will able to do together as she gets older.  She has overcome so many fears and challenges this year and we are so proud of her.  She has been very thoughtful and helpful in so many ways to me and to her brothers. (especially hunt. ..  she and carter have more sibling issues at this stage!!)  I love the way she is old enough now to laugh with me at all of the funny things that hunt says and does.  And then we laugh more when he says "don't waff at me!"  God has allowed me to witness  several beautful moments with Mae Mae lately that show that He is truly working in our family despite all of my failures and falling short in my parenting and my walk with Him.  We were talking about adoption (mae mae wants to adopt a little girl from china so that she can have a little sister) and I told her about a family that we know (they adopted two biracial children) and how they came about adopting their 2 children. . . . she stopped me and said, " I didn't know that they were adopted."  It is very obvious that they have darker skin and different hair than the rest of their family.  Mae Mae just didn't see the color difference and it was absolutely amazing to me!!!!  What a sweet little heart, she just sees them as a part our friend's family.  And then another day, Hunt was really mad and hitting everyone, so I sat down to talk to him about his hands, that they were made by god and that they were not made for hitting but for loving and helping. . . and then maemae said, "mommy, why don't we sing him that song?"  So we all sat down in the kitchen floor and sang "Be careful little hands what you do, be careful little eyes what you see. . . . .. . " all together.  It was a beautiful picture to me of my older kids loving their little brother and teaching him about jesus.  I pray that God would help me to be faithful to stay in His Word and that he would pour out his love through me to my family.