What is it about wrestling with your daddy? I used to love it when I was a little girl, and my three are crazy about wrestling with Gabe. They can’t get enough of it. I wish every little boy and girl had a daddy to wrestle with. My heart breaks for the ones who don’t.
You think we’ll wrestle (or “rassle” as Gabe’s grandma always said) in heaven? I do. Imagine getting tossed and tickled and tumbled by your heavenly Daddy. I can’t wait.
This is my next-to-last blog on xanga. Monday morning there will be a short good-bye message with a link to my new blog. Can’t wait to have you over to my new place! Have a great weekend, friends!