We went trick or treating this evening. Here is a picture of our little dragon and then one showing his tail. He was so cute. At the first door we said "Say, Trick or Treat", (he had been practicing since he left our driveway) His response was "no, just do it." After being shy with the next-door neighbor he said it for the rest of the evening. We only went to about 10 houses in total. It was cold and rainy. It made us feel great that most of our neighbors and the people down Benedict Manor know Ben's name and have been watching him grow. I like where we live.
I read somewhere that "children will bring you more joy than you ever suspected existed in the universe. Even when they're driving you crazy, you'll fall in love with them again and again. I've never laughed so hard or found so much beauty in simple things since becoming a mother. It's an impossible contradiction. They're frustrating and glorious. They throw you life into uproar and they teach you contentment. You'll remember every mistake you make as a parent and yet your children will love you anyway. I'll tell you nothing on this earth can compare to a spontaneous, heartfelt hug from a toddler."
I so appreciate Benjamin's birth mother for filling these empty arms and helping heal my heart. He is the joy of my life.
