Irreversible Mush

(appears those two dudes are holding hands but they most definitely are not)

I'm always raving about Butterfly Home. Here we go again.

Since mid-October our visits have been infrequent, once or twice per month as there is a special project or immunizations for Jonathon. Every time we go there are new kiddos to behold -- what's his name, his story, his temperament? Of course the impossibly-tiny premies are perfectly adorable. The older kids, like a four year-old boy who arrived recently, just the same move beholders to awestruck wonder. A youngster of immeasurable worth, once with little hope, now finds such favor in a nurturing home with devoted caregivers. The heart melts to irreversible liquid-mush state.

Every time we step foot in the door there are new renovations and decorations. It's like there's a line between the eyes and the jaw. Eyes see, jaw drops. The place looks better and better -- expanded into another living area, this room organized, a new play room.

Yep, a new play room! Drew, Uncle Li and a couple guy friends helped out with the wall padding, a small part of the whole project. Before.

After. 

I highly recommend following the Butterfly blog!

counting the graces

thank you Father for

kind and honest email from sister

seats for everyone on the uncrowded bus

plopped on couches with familiar moms, sharing experiences, laughing easy, prayer

music is just so fun

hide and seek tag in a big field with trees and rocks, late afternoon sun

warmth of Lyn & Alan; they know just how to encourage a soul

big table of men discussing good news

surprise visit and cakes from that beloved friend and her grandson, impeccable timing

now a hand towel in the bathroom

listerine breath smooches from husband