God's Sense of Humor

I was driving to work one day this week and I got to thinking about things in my life while talking to God. It occurred to me how ironically some of my prayers have been answered...I chalked it up to God's sense of humor.
Before Parker was born I prayed for a small baby. "God, I did say BABY, right!" Before Easton was born I asked for a baby I could handle. Maybe I should have clarified baby, toddler, kid, tween, and teenager...hmmmm!! I still think God is laughing about that one! Then we have Olivia. When I got pregnant with her (that's a whole other story for another day) I prayed fervently for a girl and I believed with all my heart that God would give me a girl. Well, in all my prayers for a girl I must have missed a few other prayers.

One of the things I love most about being a mommy is seeing the vast differences between all three of my children. I truly love each of them as the individuals they are. God gave me three beautiful children. Our family was not built by accident but with purpose and a plan. I'm thankful that God has made us strong and continues to watch over us...and I pray that He NEVER loses His sense of humor!!