God Made Me

I have a sweet story to share about Reid tonight. I am posting this more for me to remember than anything else. Anyway,...Sam stayed home with Landry tonight, and I took Reid to church. When we were walking back to the car, Reid and I were holding hands. We were running to the car, and I would occasionally say, "Jump!" and we would both jump. But...one time I said "Jump!" Reid fell and skinned his knee. (Not too bad, because he was wearing thick pants. However, it was a big deal to him.) I then proceeded to ask Reid if he was okay, and then I asked him if we were going to have to cut off his leg. To which Reid questioned, "with the scissors, Mommy?" Anyway, we got home and Reid had to tell Sam exactly what happened. I then proceeded to tell Sam that I had asked Reid if we needed to cut his leg off. Reid looked at me so seriously and said, "No, Mommy. That's MY leg! God made me!" My heart just melted. Maybe he is getting what we are trying to teach him.

Thank you, God, for the gift of life, and the gift of my precious children!