Last night's bedtime Bible stories for Mills were none other than Jonah and the whale, and Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednigo.
After I read to Mills, I try to "discuss" each story with him. Last night after our fiery furnace story. I asked Mills why the king threw the three men into the fire. He just looked at me, and of course I told him that they were thrown in because they worshiped God, instead of the king. "They didn't burn up though, did they, Mills?" "Noooooo," he said. Then I asked him who saved them from the fire. His reply: "Daddy! firetrucks!" Hmmmmmm Well at least he knows what his daddy does for a living, right?
The love of our lives was born on 8.13.09 and is the light of our lives. Mills is our happy, busy, typical little boy, who never slows down. He is a huge fan of Moose and Zee, Handy Manny and Mickey Mouse and loves playing with his "big-brother-dog," Joey. There is not a day that goes by that I don't look at this precious miracle given to us by God and sit in awe.









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