When I was pregnant for Nathan, a pastor friend prayed for us and told us that our newest addition would be a boy. Our response was, “That’s the easy part, we need a name.” He said, “Have you thought about ‘Nathan?'” That happened to be one of the names we were thinking about. (I wanted to name him “Henry Thomas” after Tom’s great grandfather, but I was the only one who liked the name…not that I’m holding a grudge or anything.)
Nathan has three big sisters who have adored him (and mothered him) from day one…just like his dad was adored (and mothered) by his three big sisters.
We are all enjoying watching Nathan grow . . . and grow . . . and grow. We know it won’t be long before he’s towering over all of us.
We are so thankful that Nathan wants to grow not just in height (and muscles) but in his walk with Jesus.