A few things are clear from today. First I have been battling some kind of bug or something for two weeks now and clearly it's time to go back to the doctor and try to get it nipped in the butt.
Secondly, I am an inadequate car mechanic when it comes to working of other peoples cars. My style of working on cars is the tinkering here and there mechanic, not the critical I need this car now kind of mechanic. My friend Jason is having problems with his starter and I agreed to help him out today. However, along with feeling like crap still, I was really intimidated and felt overwhelmed. Sometimes I say I will help when it's probably better I just let someone who knows more take care of it. I hope Jason's car problems get solved, I really wanted to help.
However, none of that is the topic of today's post. Today is to talk about the most amazing relationship I have ever had the pleasure of witnessing. The one between my middle daughter Brynlee and my youngest Kaytlin. The night that Katie was born(in our car, on the side of the road, with the older two kids in the back seat) after I had put Katie in her mothers arms, Brynlee welcomed her baby sister into the world with a loving and sweet "Hello Baby!". Since that night the relationship has grown into something even more special. Brynlee loves her baby sister like nothing I have ever seen, a kind of love that places the needs and wants of a two year old after her little sister. There is no adequate description in human expression for the joy a parent feels in their heart when their two year old gives up her pacifier to calm the baby when she's crying or chews out her older sister in defense of her sisters right to toys. I have also had the pleasure of seeing the absolute love and admiration that Katie has for Brynlee. I can't look at a relationship as perfect as that one without seeing hope for humanity. God has a plan in all of our lives, sometimes all you can see is the bad, but sometimes you see something that challenges the way you think about love and for me it's the way those two love each other.
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I couldn't be prouder of you as your mom. Aren't kids great. David was like that with you so it must be inherited. Besides, those three girls of yours have to be the best.
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