They actually weren’t too bad in there. So we get in the van and drive to Tulsa because a girl in our church just had a baby yesterday and we are going to see them. They fight and argue the entire way. So I finally told them that no one else is to talk. So we finally get to Southcrest Hospital and go see the baby. Cute kid. Then back in the van and that is when it got crazy.
We stop for gas and they HAVE to have a drink. So I get Taylor some water and she shares it with her sisters. Then Emiley is yelling, “MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM! MOM!” and won’t stop because she wants more water. Then Sydney is mimicking her. Why in the world did God give them voices before they were 12?
I am really praying that I be the dad these girls need me to be. In 3 John 1:4 it reads, “I have no greater joy than this: to hear that my children are walking in the truth.” What an awesome thought. Even though my beautiful daughters may drive me into an insane asylum, I want them so much to love God with all their hearts. No great joy will I ever have than to know that they are walking with the Lord. God bless.
SDW
Acts 4:13
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Isn't it funny how when they are babies you try so hard to get them to talk and then when they are older you just want them to be quiet! We're at the other end just waiting to hear that first momma or dada...
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