That is what I tell my baby boy all the time. When he carries in my groceries. When he carries out the trash. When he mows the yard. Of course I am only teasing, for I love this crazy little man to death and would still, even if he couldn't lift a finger to help.
However, I am thankful daily for his strength, work ethic and all he does to help us and his grandparents out. May he continue to grow strong and be all the Lord wants him to be.
Oh my, he is growing up so fast.
Of course there is always time for a break.
Boys will be boys!
Thank you, Lord, for Jordan!
My life is so much fuller because of him.