I realize, friends, that good children are formed by patient, loving, yet consistent discipline from involved parents, so I will not lose sight of my goal for my son. Nor will I give up on what I have to do to help him become the man God and I want him to be.
As for Witten, aside from the occasional bite, he's darn near perfect. Both of my sons are so adorable. Both of them are magnets for old folks and their kind compliments. Both of them are sneakily running away with my heart. Someday, they're going to team up with their Daddy and end me with an unbearably sweet display of love. I'm thinking next Mother's day or something. As for now, I will wallow in this massive blessing God has dumped on me and capture as much of it as I can on camera. Here's an example: