Growing and Growing!

I held my head up while on my tummy for the first time today!!

Hi, I'm Andrew, also known as the toughest lil three month old dude this side of the Mississippi.  Bet my scar is bigger than any you've got!  Everywhere we go, my mom is telling people about my crazy surgery and the night she almost lost me.  She tries not to be a blabbermouth about it, but she wants everyone to know that God is real.  Real enough to care about a little guy like me. 

My mommy worries about me way too much.  I keep smiling, laughing, and rolling over, just to show her I'm OK, but she still worries about me and my big sister.  I even caught a cold recently, so that she'd know just how tough my lungs are (even if I'm missing half of one).  But she still worries.  That's something she's praying about.  She says God is growing her as He teaches her that I don't really belong to her.  I belong to God.  My name means warrior, and she prays that I'm a warrior for Him one day. 

My Nana shared this verse with my mommy, so mommy is memorizing and meditating on it, finding comfort in God's peace as she remembers that God has her family tightly in the palm of His hand. 

Peace I leave with you;

My peace I give to you;

not as the world gives do I give to you.

Do not let your heart be troubled, nor let it be fearful. 

John 14:27