So, Philip is basically my little brother. Not too long after we got married, we had to vacate our house. So Philip’s parents graciously invited us to live with them. So, Philip had the privilege of moving out of his room and handing it over to the newlyweds. So, we spent the next six months sharing a bathroom with four children ad eating them out of house and home. But really, I feel like a caught a glimpse of Philip several years prior.
I know he has heard this story a million times. But, he’s going to just have to listen again. (After all, isn’t that what big sisters are for?) We met Philip and his family through church. I grew up with two older sisters and my dad was not the wilderness explorer. So, I ran into Philip in the foyer of church one day. He was probably 8 or 9 at the time. He had a short sleeve button down shirt on, with a pocket. I was greeted by him and several other kids and he squealed that he had something to show me. He then opened up his shirt pocket and a frog poked it’s head out! I probably screamed, or at least jumped. But to me, this is the PERFECT description of Philip! It’s always what I picture when I think of him. We have some incredible memories with him and his family. He actually taught me how to shoot a BB gun too.
Don’t get me wrong, he also has a heart of gold! He bought his big sister roses for her birthday and Mike and I always talk about how he will make a great husband! I call him to hunt down the snakes and rodents teasing me at the house and seems to always make us laugh.
Philip – congratulations! We are so excited for you and where the Lord will take you. We are incredibly grateful for you giving up your room for us (even if you didn’t have a choice). These pictures are just a glimpse of seeing you grow up into a young man, but also clashes with my vision of you with a frog in your pocket. Best wishes!