My handsome prince

Connor had to get 2 cavities filled Tuesday morning. They had to numb his mouth pretty good, as well as I had to give him demorol at home beforehand. Well, after his appointment, I took him on to school. He had to keep cotton strips in his mouth to make sure he didn't bite through his cheek and lips. So, I get the call after his nap, saying I needed to come get him. He had chewed his mouth while he slept! So, I kept him home from school and church last night (my mom watched him last night). He looked so sad. When i came to get him, I saw him, and just melted. I gave him a huge hug, and brought him into the van. Well, I turned around and saw him in his seat, with a power rangers mask on. I was so broken. He was ashamed of his face. I asked him to please take it off. That he was still and always will be my handsome prince. No matter what! Then I explained that God made us all special, and sometimes things like this happens, and we may look different, but God made us, and it doesn't matter how we may look. I shared this verse with him:

Psalm 139:13-14
For you created my inmost being;
you knit me together in my mother's womb.
I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful,
I know that full well.

God made us just the way He wanted. And even when we get huge lips, or a deformity, be proud of who we are in Christ. A child of the Most High God. That is nothing to be ashamed of! Connor took it to heart, took of the mask and gave me the biggest hug I think he has ever given me. Later, I asked him if anyone had laughed or made fun of him. He said not in his class, but when the 3 year old class saw him, they did. I experienced a new emotion that day. The one of almost wrath towards kids who are making fun of my child!! I know that this will be the first of many of those feelings, with these children growing up. As long as I affirm to them that they are so special and children of the Creator, I pray they are not too affected by these outside influences. I want our home to be a refuge. One where they will not be afraid to be themselves, and one where they feel loved and at peace. One where they do not want to get away, but hang out, as they get older. I am starting to ramble. I wonder if Katelyn is asleep yet. I need a nap, too! Hope looks so comfortable over there asleep!!