Fast forward to this morning, Asher ran to the door lifted his arms up to the MAN and happily went to play with the other kids. He barely even said goodbye to me. It makes my Sunday morning so much easier and less stressful when I know that he is not freaking out downstairs. I'm just so thankful that the Lord has given him courage to go without in there without me, and me the peace of knowing that he's content.
Sunday, November 9, 2008
What a blessing
This morning while dropping Asher off at the toddler room (aka the nursery), I realized what a 180 degree turn we had made. In Danville, Asher started to cry hysterically when we dropped him off. One time it was so bad they had to call in an extra worker just for Asher to get him to calm down. I was dreading taking him to church at Westover and the first couple Sundays he didn't disappoint. I grumbled and complained to Logan about having men in the nursery and how if they would just have ladies in there, I was sure it wouldn't be like this.
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3 comments:
That is so nice when they leave that stage!
That is great, Laura! He's getting so big! I hope y'all are loving Westover...I love that you're there! (i think that's enough exclamation points for one note)
This is so encouraging, Christie. Not because I have one in that particular stage, but because it gives me hope that God can take *our* issues and turn them around just like that. I forget that God is that big sometimes. Thanks for the encouragement.
I'm not a frequent commenter, by the way (duh), but I love all your posts. You are a great writer and it's fun to see Asher growing up. I miss you lots!
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