For the past few weeks, I've been hanging out a lot with this little guy . . . because his sweet little mama is struggling with morning, afternoon and evening sickness. He's becoming this permanent attachment to my hip. He helps me with morning chores and any thing else his little chubby hands can get in to. He's my joy and I melt now that he calls me "Nana."
Yup . . . God's so delightfully added to our family. Michael and I can't wait for grand baby # 7 to join the family.