Be aware, mommas: That little boy clinging to your leg will be a man with his own ideas, opinions (Lord, have mercy!), dreams, and destiny by the time you wrap your head around the idea of him not sleeping in footie pajamas anymore.
Today, I can relate to what Eve said after Cain was born far better than I could back in 1992.
Happy birthday, Ethan. I’m proud of you, and I love you very much. (Which is why I’m such a nag.) Keep your eyes on God, your trust in Him, and your ears tuned to the voice of His Holy Spirit, and your life will continue on the course of peace and prosperity He has planned for you!