Joy Comes in the Morning...

What better way to spend the morning than with a smiling, lovable little one! My heart melts each and every time he gives kisses. He is just so darn sweet.

We still aren't sure whether Owen will be a lefty or a righty, but he sure had fun trying to figure it out. He was too proud of his artwork and knew when he was finished that it went right beside Bubba's on the fridge.

Joy truly does come in the morning...one of God's many blessings...little hands, little smiles, little kisses...little artwork to admire of my fridge. God is good. My heart is complete.