I just love this picture. It makes me smile every time I see it, but probably because of the back story more than the actual photo. On this morning, when I got Noah out of bed, he pointed out toward the hallway and goes "Lincoln. Lincoln." Those were his first words to me that morning. So I sat him down and he waddled in to the living room and plopped down on the couch next to his brother...and then I snapped the shot. Precious. This is a re-occurring prayer of mine (usually as I'm putting them to bed) that they will be thick in love, thick in compassion, and thick in spiritual bonded-ness with each other.
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