Would you believe that this little lady went and turned THREE on us on Monday?! (I must be becoming an old woman for two posts in a row to revolve around little people somehow being much older than they ought to be, but more on me being an old woman later…).
Coraline Audrey surprised us in the middle of our adoption process for Niko; she’s a precious blessing that we might have missed out on if it had been left up to us. We are so thankful that God’s plans were bigger and better than ours.
This little lovie makes us all laugh all day long. She loves Delia with a ferocity that has worn her big sister down more than any of the other kids have managed to. She is an irresistible force, and we are so blessed to have her in our family.
The next morning I woke up to this scene in honor of my birthday:
I didn’t cook a single meal all day thanks to my capable little sous chefs!
It was a pretty ordinary day. We had a lot of school to work through since we’d been at a birthday party the day before for some friends. I had a pretty bad cold (still do!) But at the end of the day my heart echoed the sentiments of Mary Ingalls on a birthday episode of Little House on the Prairie we happened to watch this week. Recently left blind by scarlet fever, she sat surrounded by family and friends, poised to blow out her birthday candles. “Make a wish!” they all chorused.
“I don’t know what to wish for,” she beamed. “I already have everything I could ever want right here!”
And so it is with me. My days are often hard, filled with unpleasant smells and difficult behavior. I don’t get a lot of quiet moments (which is why I’m blogging so rarely and way past my bedtime tonight!), but when I have them, I have a deep abiding contentment with my life. I can’t think of a single thing I’d change or a single thing I’d wish for.
The lines have fallen to me in pleasant places;
Indeed, my heritage is beautiful to me. – Psalm 16:6