Saturday, February 12, 2011

Precious Oz

My little Oz, is a spit fire of energy.  He is loud and hyper and a ball full of love flying over the back of the couch.
He is a pleasure to hold, and a trial to control.  He is so smart and so difficult to focus.

There is so much I want and need to teach him, but he ends up teaching me so much more.

Everyday I look into his open and eager eyes, so anxious to see acceptance and love in mine. 

I do all I can to make sure he finds it.

He is unique.

He is mine.

He is God's.

He reminds me everyday how important and how hard my job as Mother is. 

And how rewarding it is.

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