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Week 4:

This week my son was a part of the story. For those of you who don't know anything about me. I have a son who is 20 months old; we tell people he's mom's last gift to us and the best blessing God ever gave us. You see on mom's death bed she begged my husband to give her a grandbaby. He politely told her we aren't ready for any kids yet. Mom just smiled and said, "Yes you are". I turned to Oscar and said, "Babe I think she is bargaining with Jesus". Turns out I was right, a month after my mother's death we found out we were pregnant.

Once we found out we were having a boy, and after much deliberation, we decided to name him Eli. Eli means to be with God, and since he was our eternal gift from my mother we wanted him to always know where he belonged. Eli has had an adventurous first year of life. Yet God continues to protect him and heal him.

The other night we were grocery shopping. While we were in line to check out Eli wanted to go look at the Halloween isle just a few feet away. Being new parents and allowing Eli to run the show, I agreed to take him to look at the festive decorations displayed. Eli fell in love with the jack-o-lanterns they sell for kids to use while trick or treating. Eli couldn't have just one he had to have three of them, all different colors one pink, a green one and finally an orange one.  When we met back up with daddy, Oscar was quick to question why Eli had three. I told him Eli insisted on getting all three.

Behind us in line was a sweet little girl 15 months old. She was real active she kept trying to climb out of the cart. We began playing with her, making funny faces, giving her stickers, and laughing. Eli started to get fussy and kept handing me the pink pumpkin and would point to the little girl. At first I didn't catch on I would put the pumpkin to the side and he would get upset. He would ask for it back and then hand it to me and point to the girl and speak nonsense. Eli was trying to give her the pink pumpkin. He was very insistent that this little girl have this pink pumpkin. Oscar and I kept telling him, "Eli you can give it to her after we pay for it."

When it was our turn to check out Eli handed the pumpkins to the cashier. After she rang them up he took the orange and green. Then handed me the pink one and pointed to the little girl to give it to her.

Right before we left I did give the pink pumpkin to that sweet girl and wished her and her mother a Happy Halloween. The mom was very thankful for the kind gesture.

I'm not really sure if Eli knew exactly what he was doing, but I'd like to think he did. I know this was something small but I also hope it was encouraging to this mother. It was encouraging to me. I hope she was blessed to see a young boy being a gentleman and his parents supporting the behavior. I hope if nothing else that this mother knows there are still parents out there who are doing their very best to raise good men. I think we can all agree this world could use some good men.

I know Oscar and I are going to make mistakes, I know there will be times when we let Eli down. However, I pray we continue to put our trust in the Lord and rely on him for wisdom. No matter how hard life gets I pray we continue to encourage our son to show acts of kindness. I want my son to grow up knowing women are a treasure and whether he is buying them their first jack-o-lantern, first bouquet of roses, or first ring. I pray that he will always respect and cherish a woman's heart.  I pray he will have integrity and will grow in the Lord.

Eli I know God has big plans for your future. I also know your Gigi is watching over you. You are such a joy and we are very proud to call you our son.

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