Onyx woke up on his birthday with a fever, extremely sore throat, body aches and upset stomach. Bummer!
I don't think we're finished with our anti-children pediatrician just yet.
I'm sorry Onyx that you and your siblings are sick on your birthday. I promise we'll have our super fun celebration when everyone is better.
I'm convinced that if all kids were like you, there would be many more children in the world. People would want to keep having them! You bring me much joy with your easygoing, cheerful way of moving through your days. I know God has great things in store for you as you grow. You are so easy to love, so likeable and you have a way with people. The Lord can certainly use that for His glory as your life reflects His goodness and grace.
I love you so much little man. Thank you for being just who you are Onyx Graham.
Jeremiah 29:11
For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, says the LORD, thoughts of peace and not of evil, to give you a future and a hope.
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