This morning, Reece, Mason and I were in Reece’s room getting him dressed. I sat Mason on the floor and went out into the hallway to rummage through the halfway folded hamper of clean clothes with hopes of finding something that matched. After grabbing a pair of shorts and a shirt that were at least “close,” I walked back into Reece’s room to find this:
Just as I realized that he was wearing a belt on his head, he looked at me, smiled and began singing the lyrics to the song playing in the background as proud as can be:
“God made me. God made me. In my Bible book it says that God made me.”
Yes, Reece. God did make you, and I’m pretty sure He smiles every time he thinks about your design.
Reece is the most creative kid I have ever seen and he really enjoys his music. I think he is taking after his mom.
Could that child look any more like his mother in that picture??
Reece, I’m so glad I know you, kiddo. And I’m glad God made you.