I without a doubt, am crazy about my husband and kids. They bring such joy (and sillyness and crazyness) to my life. I love how Noah loves Jesus...and the discussions we have about prayer and God saving him (like Daniel) from the lions the night of his fever. I love the conversations that we have with him now. He is an actual person and not my little baby anymore. I love Callie's tenacity for life, her cheeky smile, and her ability to hold her own while still being a diva. I love her cuddles and silly faces. I can't imagine life without either of them. And last, but first...I love Dave's ability to love me at all times...even when I'm acting unloveable. I love that he has integrity...a deep integrity and a love for Jesus. He's a wise man...one I often turn to for advice. He is a good and trustworthy man. He's so selfless. He always gives the best to his family. Forsaking the motorcycle for the mini-van. Missing graduations, reunions, and other important events in his life because his family needed him. Driving the older car, so that we are in the safer vehicle (he has ALWAYS done this, long before we ever had kids)...and a million others. I love my husband.
How do you measure a man's worth? If you ask me...I'd say I'm pretty rich.