A few days ago we made french toast for dinner and waves of realization washed over me as I looked at the better part of a loaf of bread before me - my family is growing.
I know that all of you with teenage boys are laughing because pretty soon just one of my boys will consume this stack of bread. That's why God prepares us in phases. For now, I'm just coming to grips with how much a toddler, two boys, and two parents eat. And only 5 of the 6 of us are here :)