|Will (orange) and Ethan (grey) coached Molly and Nora's U6 soccer team this fall. My heart may burst.|
|With his Grandma Greenhill (2 weeks old)|
|sweet li'l bebe boy (with my Grandma Taylor)|
|gotta watch those quiet (er) guys.|
|This was taken at Jack's July 16, 2011 celebration. I know Jack would've LOVED Will's physical comedy.|
Maybe he is...from afar.
|This was taken in Flagstaff, AZ on his 15th birthday. We went to the Grand Canyon the next day. See below.|
|A grand guy!|
|Wolverine, aka Willverine|
|Decorating Christmas cookies. I think he really enjoyed himself.|
|always so cute!|
|Me and my two little guys. I love my jumper.|
|no words. I miss these two littles.|
|Cheeser. always the cheeser|
|Bismarck, ND, July 1996. A Will Classic|
|Will at one month, with his Aunt Natalie. precious.|
but I'm out the door to retrieve Ethan from taking his PSAT.
I'm back. Ethan believes he may have done ok on his PSAT. The results will come in the mail. I'm strangely nervous.
I didn't get to blog on Will's actual birthday (Yesterday) because He and David were trying to get out the door to Champaign IL. They finally left around 3 p.m. The day was so weird and out of sorts that we who remained at Young Manor gave it up and went to see Brave at the cheapo theatre.
Today has been mega blah but good blah. Just an at home day, with the exception of running E out to testing....it has stormed (which LEVI LOVES) and some organizing and switching things out for fall/winter.
Tomorrow morn, I will be driving E to Covington IN to meet up with his dad and bro.
sounds pretty dang exciting, huh?
I will refrain from waxing eloquent, as I stated above that I'd be doing. I'm just not "feelin' it" right now. I have so many thoughts that I probably should NOT blog or have been advised not to blog so for now, I will just share these delightful pix of my precious firstborn son, Will Franklin Young and celebrate the JOY, mercy, grace and love that he brings to our family. I am truly blessed and thank the Lord Jesus for the gift of Will. I got to enjoy my firstborn child and I can't help but think of some friends that have had to say an earthly goodbye to their firstborn children. It just makes no sense to us.
And as my friends, Robin and Bob shared with me, God sees the finished tapestry. All we see are the strings and disarray of the unfinished artwork...I'm trusting in Him. Hope your Wednesday is fabulicious!
|Will in the spring of 1995. that face.|