In honor of Valentine's Day

I love it when...

I hear the door being unlocked and opened as I am getting dinner ready, followed by girly squeals and finally the handsome face of my sweet husband home from work.

I get the girls up in the morning and they all run right past me to find baby Stephen and tell him good morning.

I leave a fussy baby in the bouncy seat to go put the older girls down for nap and come back to find that Allia has covered him in blankets, given him the paci, and loved on him until he fell asleep. I have started calling her the "Baby Whisperer."

Mariana is excited about something and I see her beautiful blue eyes twinkling up at me as she tells me about it.

Gloria asks for a roll at dinner and we can't understand her because it sounds like "woe." She speaks like such a big girl, but still can't say "r" and "l." I love that she still has some baby talk left.

We are out somewhere and see a police officer or fireman, and my husband thanks them for their service. I always want to do that but am too timid. I love that he is outgoing enough to do things like that.

I look down and see the sweet sleeping face of a baby on my chest...and that satisfied, closed-eye, full belly stretch he does after a good nursing. My brother-in-law James calls it the "Pig in the Sunshine" look. I love it.

I crawl into my warm cozy bed at night and get to sleep next to the husband of my dreams and father of the four little people I cherish most.

And the pink heart cake the girls and I made


"Love is patient, love is kind.
It is not jealous, it is not pompous,
it is not inflated, it is not rude,
it does not seek its own interests,
it is not quick-tempered, it does not brood over injury,
it does not rejoice over wrongdoing but rejoices with the truth.
It bears all things, believes all things,
hopes all things, endures all things.
Love never fails.

So faith, hope, love remain, these three;
but the greatest of these is love." from 1 Cor 13

Lord, help me to love better!