Do you have boys are girls?
Hmmm...how to answer that.
|Be still my heart...|
|I love that smile!|
|My lovely pre-teens.|
|This one keeps me on my toes.|
I have both.
And that was all. No lengthy explanation. Just the truth, straight from my heart.
This is by far the toughest question I get asked. Kids are more likely to just take what you tell them and go with it. Adults want proof. You've got kids? Where are their pictures? Why don't you have soccer gear in the back of your car? How many? No father? They seem a little old...how old are you exactly?
Sometimes I wonder if I shouldn't slap one of those stick figure families on the back of my car just to save time. That's like the suburban trophy of family-dom.
The life of the missionary mama...The struggle is real, ya'll.