this sweet baby

I was just about to type up a little something about how sweet my baby is. I was getting my post ready when here comes over my presious westerly wanting to sit on my lap and get and give kisses. so im typing with one hand while holding him w. my other and he is sweetly talking about... the curtians i think. i was going to share ... he just has to be the sweetest thing ever. Yesterday, he was in a real clingy mood and I hardly took the time to love on him. I was so busy re-organizing and de-junking a HUGE closet. So I took some time last night to give him some sugars. He sat in my lap and stared at my eyes (Staring is a favorite past time) but also wanting for me to kiss him. ON the lips I might add! He also thinks he kisses with his nose so we do that too. Then after some kisses, he rested his head on my shoulder and let out the biggest *Sigh*. He was content.
Now, after he climbs up here on my lap and we make a big fuss over kisses and nose touches, he is once again content on my lap. talking about curtains, and flailing his hands around, and taking his Tickum (passi) in and out of his mouth and just content. Contentment.. a simi unusial word for some of us. Jesus ask us to be content and I cant help but wonder how many times does The Lord want us to just settle down, and give sugars. Just quiet in His presents and maybe not so much even waiting to hear anything from Him but simple just acknowledging He is there and He Loves us. And much like the little Westerman I love him inspite he poops to much and he still spits up all over us occasionally, He really contributes very little in work around the house, actually he causes me more work but man I love that little boy and inspite of all the extra work we cos Jesus, inspite of us pooping (ok not litterly now.. mk) on our Savior, isn't it great He STILL loves us! If we could just be more content in our lives, with relationship, in our house, with our money and the cars we drive and taking the time to be quiet and content.
Well, now the big man is off my lap, and isabelle is awake and now chaois shall begin. Actually they are having 'loud' competetion. Its where they both take turns screaming to see how is the loudest. I guess.. Wesley just hears her scream so he does it, then she thinks its funny so SHE does it back. Oh my. The sweetness of the quiet time of Wesley, and gentle lovings is over. No wonder I sharish those moments because they dont last long!