George has a working vocabulary of about five words. He says “hot” (translation: hot) and “ba-ba’s” (translation: I desire to nurse) and “truck” (translation: Hello? I’m a boy!” and “bus” (translation: Hello? Still a boy!) and finally, whenever we pass by a church, “Sheshus.”
Translation: Mommy’s heart melts when George says “Jesus.”
And Jesus is so very pleased, I know.
George has one last word that he uses a lot—every time we turn the corner onto our street, in fact—and that word is “home.” He says “home” with a combination of satisfaction and longing, like…we’re home. Yes. It is so good to be home.
Well, I’ll tell you.
Having gone “home” to North Dakota this past weekend…
I know exactly how George feels.
To be cont.
Our little man says "Jesus" just like yours and my heart melts too…also when he folds his little hands together to pray. Oh, there are so many joyous little moments in motherhood! 🙂
I just wanted to thank you for your Penderwicks book recommendation a few posts ago. I read aloud the first two in the series to my kids (ages 11 down to newborn…boys and girls), and I loved them as much as the kids did! We are waiting for the third book and expect to have it from the library by the end of next week. Thanks for helping us all enjoy our summer even more! God bless!
Never too young to learn about Jesus eh!
George is so cool!
Love, love the picture of George and his Papa! (or Grandpa? we call ours Papa)
That is so darling! It warmed my heart to read it.
Home really is the best place on earth. A home where Jesus is the center is truly a blessed place to be. Loved the 4th of July blog too!
I often long for my own "home" – that one that I grew up in way down in TX – but I have to remind myself that where we are now is "home" to my boys and I hope to make it a place from which they have lots of loving memories.