Proud

This is one of those weeks, where I am so proud of my children.

A couple weeks ago we got Madeline a bigger bike.  Though she loves it, she has a much harder time going uphill.  On a walk last night, she fell and was so frustrated.  She was crying by the time I reached her and she told me that her bike was not working.  I explained to her why it was harder than her previous bike, and that her bike was in fact working.  We talked about not quitting.  That little girl, though sorely frustrated and emotional, got back on her bike and persevered the mile ride we had to get home, all with a happy heart.  Matt and I are SO proud of her.  We see the Lord shaping and molding her character each day.  My persevering girl.

Our RyRy.  What a joyous report I received today, not once, but twice.  When I went to pick Ry up from his class at SEEK, his teacher pulled me aside specially, to let me know that his behavior was fabulous.  They had many struggles that day with a number of children, especially the boys, and Ryan stood out amongst his peers for his behavior.  I was beyond proud of him.  Then, an hour later at Target, we bumped into another one of his teaches from SEEK who said the exact same thing.  WOW.  Ryan, Daddy and I are so stinking proud of you.  You are a truly remarkable young boy.