In case you missed the announcement on my Facebook page, my seventh grandchild was born this last week.
He was a big boy, weighing in at 9 lbs. 5 ounces, but he’s perfect in every way.
He was trying to convince me that his life, so far, had been hard, but I wasn’t buying it and I told him so.
Aunt Dani is smitten. We all are.
It was pure joy taking the other six children in to meet their new baby brother. I could post a ton of photos showing you how happy they all were to meet him, but I won’t. This single picture of my oldest grandson, age 10, holding his new baby brother tells the story well enough.
I plan to be blogging normally again this week. As always, though, I’m holding my own plans loosely, and waiting to see what the Lord brings my way. His timing is perfect and His gifts are unbelievably wonderful.