Poor Rick, or is he?

Let me see, there's Grandma Grace (Rick's mom), Gramma Margie (my mom), Brittany, Mia Rose (a.k.a. Meemurs, aka Licky-face Monsterhead Dog, a.k.a. Mimi), Holly Noel, (aka Licky-face Monsterhead Dog II, a.k.a. Ha-ey Ha Ha), then there's Hannah Gan a.k.a. Gan Gan, and YiLi Rebecca, and me, (wife and mother), and then there's:

Rick, husband, step-father, son, soon to be a.k.a. Baba, Daddy . . . "poor Rick" hmmmm - outnumbered, maybe, but "poor", definitely not!

The Bible says in I John 3:1: "Behold what manner of love the Father has bestowed on us, that we should be called children of God."  Psalm 127 calls children "a heritage from the Lord", going on to speak about fruit of the womb.  Yet, as we are grafted in to the fold, so are our adopted children also being grafted into our family! I see Rick being transformed into a "baba" right before my eyes and heart!  Look at those kind eyes!

Nope, Daddy and his girls, richest guy on Spruce Street! Now if we would just get our Travel Notice!