Mustard Seeds

Last week, after a very  emotional week and learning to give some grace to myself (something I really lack most days), we got our application in to the adoption consultant that we had prayed and chosen to go with Friday morning.   I immediately got the "automatic reply" email saying that it would take up to 14 days to hear back from them as to whether they accept us as client.  They take that time to pray over the applications before responding.  I love that!  I was so excited to potentially work with a company that actually prays over whether to accept you as clients.  It means that they actually CARE about each of their clients.  What a business practice, huh? Yesterday, I was having an absolute CRAZY day at work.  In the middle of doing a couple other things (including trying to get in touch with my husband to meet the refrigerator repair guy), I noticed that I had an email.  I'm not sure what made me decide to check it at that moment, but I did. Boy, did

This afternoon, Matt and I had the pleasure of watching my twin nieces for a couple hours.  What a blessing! I picked them up when I got off work, and we made a quick run through Sonic for some $0.50 corn dogs (Matt and the girls love them!)  Easy dinner for the win! As we came to the house, we sat down around our table and enjoyed a meal together.  I didn't even have to get onto the girls that much, which was a nice change of pace. After dinner, the girls colored at the table as Matt and I caught up on our day. We then spent some time reading to the girls some of the children's books that we have stashed away for our little ones in the future.  We even have an entire collection of books from Matt's childhood! The part of the evening that gives me the most hope is this: I watched my husband sit on the couch with two curly-headed four year olds and read them stories. I saw a glimpse of the daddy that he is going to get to be someday. And I loved every second