Raising little boys

Here I am, feeding my youngest, and having an emotional mummy moment. As I stare into this gorgeous face and listen to his contented gulps and sighs, I ponder over this little boy's future. What will he look like? What will he be doing? Will he get married, have children of his own? Will he remember me? Will he call me on the phone, come visit often? Will he still give me a hug? (Cue more tears).

You could just tell me to pull myself together, after all this is years away, and fair comment. But in the next room are two sleeping boys and one of them is already 5 years old. Where did the time go! It doesn't feel like that long ago that I was holding him in my arms and wondering how I supposed to raise a boy! Now I have 3 boys and still ask myself the same question!

I love my boys and with each passing day I learn more and more about how I should be raising them. I always thought I would be their teacher but they have taught me so much I sometimes think it's the other way round.

I know that I want to raise my boys to be gentlemen. Men that love and care for their family and friends, men that are faithful and loyal, men that are hardworking and resourceful. I want them to be men who respect their mother and if they marry men who treat their wives well. But most of all I want them to be men of God. This is my prayer for them, that they will grow to love the Lord. Mr Social's name means fire of the Lord and how great it would be if all 3 of my boys would be able to live lives that are on fire for God.

Maybe in the coming days I can impart some ideas of ways to help build character in our little boys.