DISCLAIMER

This blog is where I record a limited depiction of my feelings, family, and faith. My blog was recently under intense scrutiny, and so I feel this disclaimer is necessary. I try to tell my story as openly as I can, but this blog represents a cropped and narrow-viewed version of my story -- like all social media -- it is NOT the full story. Many events happen behind the scenes that are not recorded or written about, due to the sensitive nature of others involved. Life has many layers. Many layers can be shared and many cannot, and this blog is simply a layer of my life that I allow others to view, but it is not an accurate depiction of all the layers of my life.

My Fourth Child

Henry is my fourth and final child. That is, unless there is something really extraordinary in my future, that I am unaware of at this time. As it stands now, he is the baby of the family. He is the child that has to be dragged around to all the events of the older children, and he is the final child left at home with me. He has one more year, and then he will be in school.

He has grown so fast. He has had some hard times in his short life, with his surgeries and kidney infections, but he has been a real trooper. Henry is all energy. We sometimes call him, "Henergy." But when everyone is home, he really has to fight for attention. There are sometimes boisterous conversations going on, and he just wants to be heard too.

When it is just him, he is really pleasant. He loves one-on-one attention. He loves to do his letters and numbers, and he enjoys it when we read together. Henry still is willing to snuggle with me. He likes it when I rub his hair. He loves to play with cars and Rescue Bots. He loves to play outside in his water table. He would stay there all day if he could.

In an effort to blog more, I thought I would just snap some pictures of Henry today. As I was going through them, I realized he is getting so big, and looking like a grown-up boy, and not a baby. (He is 4 years old.) When he is around the older children he seems so small, but he is not so small anymore.

Henry can still identity pictures of Charles, and recognize him as "daddy." I do not know if he really remembers him, but I will make sure to teach him more about Charles as he grows older. I am sure once school starts for him next year, he will have more questions about him. He will realize that he only has a mommy at home, and not a daddy. It will be interesting to see what questions he will have in the future.

Every time Henry prays he says two things: "We love Jesus, and we love daddy." Other things vary in his prayers, but not those two things. I'm sure that Charles smiles every time Henry prays.

I sure love my Henry...




















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  1. I can see all three kids in Henry. Love it.

    Mom/Grandma

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  2. Are you dating at all right now? I lost my hubby last year after being married for 33 years it is not an easy journey ❤️ I think you are beautiful and amazing !

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