How life would be..

In a perfect world, right now, I'd have a 13-year-old, a 12-year-old, an eight-year-old, a six-year-old, and a one-month old. Unfortunately, this isn't a perfect world. But, it is controlled by the perfect One, and that gives me hope. So, as I sit and watch my eight-year-old son play basketball in the driveway, I miss the three Baby Tylers and Gracie. However, I know that He holds it all in the palm of His hand. God bless.