I remember it was a bad day. But I forgot to gripe about it.
It was time for bed and what greeted me were the smiling faces of my beloved trio.
All snuggled up in a toddler bed.
All snuggled up in a toddler bed.
The perfect finale to an imperfect day.
I am thankful for little things that make my day and I am learning to open my eyes and heart to recognize that the blessings of God abound even in a seemingly bad day.
I am thankful for little things that make my day and I am learning to open my eyes and heart to recognize that the blessings of God abound even in a seemingly bad day.
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Same here:-)
ReplyDeleteEvery time I feel bad,I always find my time with kids and that's it, my grimace would turn then into smiles and laughters :-)
Yes, the joy that the kids bring :) almost makes me want to have another one!
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