"In words, like weeds, I'll wrap me o'er,
Like coarsest clothes against the cold"

—Tennyson

Sunday, May 30, 2010

Today I sat with Isaiah in his Sunbeam class (his other teacher was out of town) and although a lot of the kids were wild, I loved sitting with Isaiah. During sharing time he sat on my lap and held my hand, and smiled at me when he went up front so the kids could sing "Happy Birthday" to him.

3 comments:

Jess said...

I just love all your "moments." I read them all. What a keepsake.

Rebecca said...

I'm glad I have at least one follower!

Rachel Hansen said...

I like to read your wonderful moments too. They are perfect. So add me in there for number two at least.