I love my family

When it comes to bedtime, our boys can stall like the best of them, and you can recognize it from a mile away, particularly with Daniel.

But I know that what happened Sunday night was not about stalling.

Daniel and I were in the bathroom for a sip of water. He sat his water cup down and smiled at me. He said "when I was at detsky dom (orphanage), I never saw Daddy and Mommy. But now I see my Mommy and Daddy every day!" And he literally jumped up into my arms and hugged me so tightly.

I told him once again how we prayed for God to show us our child, and that God led us to him, and we got to the detsky dom as quickly as we could. And I reminded him that no matter what happens in life, we are family and we stay together.

He smiled and gave me another squeeze and a kiss, then said "I love my family." And he calmly (yes, Daniel did something calmly!) got into bed.

With each passing day, he is becoming more and more sure of things.

God is good!