Zeke is my baby but he isn't a baby anymore. We frequently forget. I tried to pry open his little brain to figure out where this idea spun from, but all I got was "My friend Mason doesn't have brothers or sisters, that is so boring." Zeke and his one liners kill me.
So 5/6th of us cuddled up on Zeke's bed and watched those sacred moments again. So sweet and still so awe inspiring at God's love for us. Seeing the picture below, Blake said, "Molly, I love you." Be still my heart.
|It's not like Molly was doing something remarkable, but Blake must have some sweet memories of this moment with her.|