thankful thursday #40

As reported on Saturday night, Carter laughed in the face of his due date and came early, on his terms.

I suspected he wouldn't wait until his scheduled arrival.  And I knew the odds were not in my favor, but I prayed anyway that somehow I would get to see him in the hospital, on the day he was born.

I'm so (selfishly) thankful that God's rules of chance are not mine, and that I was able to hold that sweet little man when he was just six hours old.



Seriously, look at that face.  Can you blame me?

You know what's got my heart smiling this week.  And you?  Go on, be grateful!