I love you, Luke. You are my third baby. You are smart, spunky, and oh so fast. You are the only one of my children to draw on my walls and climb out of your crib. You are my strong willed child.


Lately, you have been testing me. Will I let you throw that block across the room? Will I allow you to run away from me at the grocery store? Will I let you bite your brother without a consequence? Will I let you run away from me in a parking lot with cars in plain view? Will I let you jump off the kitchen table to the floor 3 feet below?? No, buddy. The answer is no.


You see, I love you too much to let you behave that way. I want you to grow up to be a well behaved, kind boy who helps others. I want you to use that strong will and intelligence for good. I want you to be a responsible and trustworthy Godly man. And guess what? It’s my job to guide you as you learn these ways of life.

So, as I sit here with my face throbbing thanks to your most recent tantrum, I pray that God will continue to guide me and give me wisdom and patience to parent you ( & Emma & Jack too.) You are one tough cookie… but so am I. šŸ™‚



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