This week I had opportunity to care for Samuel and Isaac while their Mom went out for a couple of hours. I do enjoy them. Although they look a lot alike, they have differences that tickle me. Samuel's hair is totally disobedient to any kind of plan regarding the comb. Isaac's fits his little head quite perfectly. And Isaac is still a pound ahead of Sam..
By the time a couple of hours had gone by, they were both thinking of food. Trying to comfort them, and using two arms to hold them still works because they are so little. The time is soon approaching that I will need a third arm. It is no fun to listen to a baby cry. I have experience with that.
When our son Charlie was a newborn, he raised the roof with crying and he was inconsolable. As happens , it came most always at mealtime, when we were all planning to have a meal together, and hoping to hear each other talk. He outgrew the screaming and instead became a talker. It took him awhile to develop his skill. Now it is hard to get him to be quiet, especially at mealtime. I think babies that cry a lot, when all their physical needs are met, just have a lot to say. It was one of the thoughts that helped us through those trying days.
Hang tightly onto your joy. Along with love it glues the whole family together.
James 1:2a Consider it great joy,
My brothers and sisters (and also my children)
Whenever you experience
Various trials,
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