3 months

This little guy is 3 months old....

He rolls over in his crib when he wakes up, and plays with the mobile until someone comes and gets him. He is holding his head up great, and loves to sit up. He loves to look around, just a curious little guy. He gives the best smiles.... and my favorite.... When he's a little snuggly he looks at me and smiles and gives me what Kyle and I call the "I love you" coo. He only gives it to me, and it's kind of like he's saying I love you.

Ok, I realize that makes me sound like the super crazy mushy mom... but that is what I've become. I can't help it.

I know you

I know that J can't really understand what I say to him, and yet I talk to him all day long, and I read to him, and I sing to him (poor poor kid)

Well today, I caught myself telling him "I know you"

I do. I know him better than he knows himself. ( I should, seeing as he's only 12 weeks old)

I know that he loves to stare at the color red, He doesn't even know what red is.
I know how he behaves when He is tired.
I know he doesn't like to be hot, he doesn't know what heat or cold is.
I know how to make him smile.
I know how to comfort him.
I know he loves to roll over, but he doesn't know that he will crawl, walk, and run.

Then I started thinking this must be exactly how the Lord see's us.

I know I'm tired, but I don't know that the Lord is building my endurance for something greater than now.
I know there are things I enjoy, but can't explain why. The Lord knit my heart together, and put desires in my heart.
He knows how to make me smile, how to comfort me, and how to love me.

Oh how my trust would grow if I saw myself as an infant in the hands of my Heavenly Father.