Here Comes the Sun

She has rehearsed and rehearsed. Our wood floors bear proof that every step was practiced to perfection for her shining moment. We put curlers in her hair and glossed her little lips. Recital day had come.

Yep, she rocked it. Stole the show if you ask me...not that I'm partial.

Backstage wasn't too bad either.

Neither was dinner with her fan club.

We are so proud of her. Not only does she exude confidence she is tenderhearted and kind. She is a leader. My heart was swelling as I ran through a gamut of emotions in the three minutes she was on stage. This was my baby that I nearly twisted my arm while driving because she had to be touching me at all times. We spent the first few months of her life parked on our couch just nursing and cuddling. I met her needs, we established trust and there she was center stage and beaming. Confident, not holding my hand. I love her. I needed her. I'm so glad the Lord entrusted her in my care.

You're our sunshine Julebug.

...and for the record, this is my brother and he is for real.

{we heart Uncle Jake}