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Welcome to Nathan's new website! Hope you enjoy it.
Welcome to The World According to Nathan!
I decided to create this blog as a sort of "journal" for Nathan. I do not have the time or the inclination to put together a scrapbook for him. I am just not creative! We have photo albums for him but it is just not as personal. Thank you Lindsey for the wonderful blog idea!
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- Wichita Mountain Refuge
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- Dallas Trip Part 1 - The Circus
- March of Dimes Walk!
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- Easter Egg Hunt on Post
- Nate's first soccer game!
- Fascination with pipe cleaners
- One of our favorite summer destinations!
- Fun With Dad
- Getting Healthy!
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- Early Easter Party
- The Dreaded Time Of The Year..................
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In My Son's Eyes
In my son's eyes, I am a hero.
I am strong an' wise,
And I know no fear.
But the truth is plain to see:
He was sent to rescue me,
I see who I want to be, in my son's eyes.
In my son's eyes, everyone is equal,
Darkness turns to light,
And the world is at peace.
This miracle God gave to me,
Gives me strength when I am weak.
I find reason to believe, in my son's eyes.
And when he wraps his hand around my finger,
Oh, it puts a smile in my heart.
Everything becomes a little clearer.
I realize what life is all about.
It's hanging on when your heart has had enough;
It's giving more when you feel like giving up.
I've seen the light: it's in my son's eyes.
In my son's eyes, I can see the future.
A reflection of who I am,
And what will be.
And though he'll grow and, some day, leave:
Maybe raise a family,
When I'm gone, I hope you'll see,
How happy he made me,
For I'll be there, in my son's eyes.
Author: Martina McBride
In my son's eyes, I am a hero.
I am strong an' wise,
And I know no fear.
But the truth is plain to see:
He was sent to rescue me,
I see who I want to be, in my son's eyes.
In my son's eyes, everyone is equal,
Darkness turns to light,
And the world is at peace.
This miracle God gave to me,
Gives me strength when I am weak.
I find reason to believe, in my son's eyes.
And when he wraps his hand around my finger,
Oh, it puts a smile in my heart.
Everything becomes a little clearer.
I realize what life is all about.
It's hanging on when your heart has had enough;
It's giving more when you feel like giving up.
I've seen the light: it's in my son's eyes.
In my son's eyes, I can see the future.
A reflection of who I am,
And what will be.
And though he'll grow and, some day, leave:
Maybe raise a family,
When I'm gone, I hope you'll see,
How happy he made me,
For I'll be there, in my son's eyes.
Author: Martina McBride
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