Predictions

Andy and I had dinner out for Valentine's Day while the kids were home with awesome sitter couple Mason and Jenni. (I prayed back in December for an army of great sitters, and boy, did the Lord deliver!)

We had dinner at a lovely little restaurant in Boerne called Cypress Grill. Now you would think that you couldn't get a decent evening meal in itty bitty ole Boerne, but you'd be wrong. The food was wonderful and the service was fabulous (after the initial wait...I think they're unaccustomed to large crowds). It always does my attitude good to dress up and get out sans children.

I'd like to say that when we're out, we focus only on each other and never talk about kids. But that would just be a big, fat lie. Actually, the kids compose a large portion of the conversation, mainly because they are a large portion of our lives.

So we thought up some predictions about what each child might be when they grow up, and I thought I should write it down for posterity's sake (what exactly does that mean, anyway?).

Sydney will go to ACU and major in early childhood development or elementary education. We see her getting married by 24 and having kids pretty quickly.

Blake will go to ACU too, just because Syd did and he hates being away from her for too long. He'll likely major in some kind of hard core science. He MIGHT go medical like his Uncle Matt, but I'm thinking more along the lines of research.

Brady will go to ACU and be a youth ministry major. I just don't see any way around it.

Max will be the wild card. He may or may not go to ACU, but we see him in something financial and possibly entrepreneurial. He'll be the guy who is always on to the bigger, better opportunity because he bores easily.

It's fun to talk about what will be, although we obviously don't EXPECT that any of this will be reality. My goal is to be so involved with my children that I can help them identify strengths and weaknesses, in order that they might learn to use them for God's glory.

Each day, I learn to love my job a little more. Some days, I'm still surprised by the fact that I'm Mom to four. I mean, seriously, who woulda thought? But God is slowly giving me a passion for my children, and I'm grateful for that.

Praise God for Sydney, Blake, Brady and Max. And praise God for a husband who understands, without being told, that their mama needs a night out every now and then.