A good man, his wife, and one of their dogs
February 28, 2014 | My Jottings
Our daughter Sharon has been saying for a long while that she wanted to take some pictures of the grandchildren with Grandpa. So last week she arranged for Carolyn to bring her four children over, and Sharon brought her own four, and she set up a little spot in our bedroom for a makeshift studio.
One by one the kids came in, sat on grandpa’s lap, gave him hugs and kisses, and smiled for the camera, and I look forward to seeing the proofs when Sharon is done editing them.
At the very end she had Michael and me sit on the edge of our bed for a mini-photo session of our own. She’s a great photographer and knows how to almost effortlessly direct you to lift your chin, turn your head, clean your nose, pick the spinach from your teeth and so on.
I haven’t seen all the pictures she took of Michael and me yet, but this is the one she liked best, and sent to me last week. Millie photo-bombed the shot, but that is so entirely like Millie it just seems right. She’s always trying to be the center of attention in our house.
Millie seems to be saying, “This is my best side, I’ll stand still and look toward the window while you get a good shot.”
Michael seems to be saying, “Hello wife.”
Inside I’m really thinking, “This is the man who rescued me and shows me how to trust Jesus, live in grace, and suffer with patience and dignity.”
I hope you all have a blessed weekend…