Even though Alan and I have 8 grand babies with another due in just a few weeks, we only have one who lives close enough for me to visit for the day.And so, as you might imagine, on a gorgeous spring day, it just seemed like the perfect day to visit my daughter and take Baby Iris out for a strollat Kensington Park (in Michigan, not London ).Of course, being a doting grandma, I decided to take a few pictures!Iris thought it would be okay by her, so I started snapping,although she wasn’t sure what to make of Grandma’s big black box,and she wasn’t totally convinced that the clicking sound met with her approval.“Whatever!”“So, do you want me to keep posing, or what?”Don’t you just love babies? You can see the little wheels turning inside their heads, and their expressions change with each new thought! I took that series of pictures in about a minute. As adults, we tend to monitor our facial expressions, at least somewhat. Wouldn’t it be awesome to be as transparent as a children?Well, we had a splendid day ambling around Kent Lake. We actually walked so long that we got a little sunburned, and then we stopped for a little smackeral of something for Iris.To top off the day, we stopped at the Cupcake Stationand got a little smackeral of something for us too!Iris is sociable and willingly lets me hold her, but here’s the thing I really love:No matter how bumpy the road we’re travelingor how big the mess is that she’s madeIris keeps her eyes locked right on her momand as long as she can see her mom…well, most of the time, she can handle it (whatever it is ).Oh, that I might learn the lesson of keeping my eyes fixed firmly on my heavenly Father, resting content in his care!
“Unto thee lift I up mine eyes, O thou that dwellest in the heavens. Behold, as the eyes of servants look unto the hand of their masters, and as the eyes of a maiden unto the hand of her mistress; so our eyes wait upon the LORD our God, until that he have mercy upon us” (Psalm 123:1-2).