wren – one

can it be that our little one isn’t such a little one at all?

sometimes when sweet wren’s all snuggled in my arms, i’m filled with so much love that i say to clint, “there’s just no way that our parents could have loved us this much, is there?”

silly i know, because i’m sure they did, but at some moments our love for wren seems unrivaled – a more perfect gift from God i can’t imagine

wren 1
wren 2
wren 3

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