I'm a very blessed woman to be a mother to three handsome boys and one lovely girl. I enjoy being creative and love telling people's stories through my work as a video producer. I wish Jane Austen had never died. I love trash magazines and despise most reality TV.
Last night, I took Jack to get his hair cut. It was getting really long along the sides and I didn't want him to look so shabby at his birthday. Mike and I have been teasing him about looking like a hippy. "Pretend hippy," he would correct us. Jack was a really big boy at the salon (Cost Cutters), even sitting in the chair by himself for half of the trim. After we got in the car, he said, "But I wanna be hippie!" He repeated that to me this morning during my way into work. I assured him that his hair would grow back and he could be a pretend hippie again.
Jesus said, "Let the children come to me. Don't stop them! For the Kingdom of Heaven belongs to such as these. Then he took the children into His arms placed His hands on their heads and blessed them." Mark 10:14,16