The other day B. was putting up a shelf in our hallway after Micha had pulled it down.
Of course Micha, lover of all things noisy and technical, wanted to check things out for himself.
I plopped him down in his high chair in the hallway with a perfect view of the 'construction site', and he sat there perfectly content and so interested in what his papa was doing.
I watched as B. showed Micha all kinds of tools and even let him try some out, and I loved what I saw.
Right there in front of me was my husband teaching our son things he will someday learn to do by himself.
I already see it, Micha at eight building a tree fort with B. and my dad in my parents back yard, or him at sixteen fiddling around with his bike, or maybe when he's twenty-five building a home for his family.
It's an overwhelming, but also such a beautiful realization that I get to be one of the lucky ones who will raise Micha and prepare him for life as an adult.
I'm so thankful I don't have to depend solely on myself for this task but that I have an awesome husband to be my partner, a great big circle of family and friends for support and above all a God who will always make right the wrongs that I do.
I hope Micha will grow up to be confident and kind, generous, wise and loving to all.
And I pray he will know Gods love for him and love him back with all of his heart.
I can't wait to see all that is in store for my boy!