It's been a long time since I've updated on my little baby. I'm not going to lie, it's hard to find anything to write about because he's just so darned perfect.
I try to not dream too much about the future, because I don't want my happiness to depend on him making the decisions that I want him to make, but sometimes I just can't help it. Especially when I see him with his dad.
Did you know that boys who grow up without a father are 2/3 more likely to end up in prison? That is sad, but what is even more sad is that we don't have statistics about boys whose father was in the home, but they still might as well have grown up without a dad.
I knew when I married Jordan that he would be a great dad. I don't mean your average great dad. I mean a FANTASTIC dad. He is so invested in people in general, I knew that when he had children they would be the most doted on kids in the universe.
Jordan, of course, adores Noah. I have never personally seen a dad beg a mom for his baby (not saying that it doesn't happen, just that it doesn't happen often enough). Every Sunday at church when I bring our boy from the nursery, I meet Jordan with his hands out for him. When he comes home from work I immediately have to hand Noah over. He is sad when he has to go to work. He just loves this kid more than anything.
Isn't that the way all dads should be? After all, aren't they supposed to show their children what a loving Father God is? Isn't that what keeps them out of trouble and into grace?
I know my kid's going to be alright.