Friday, October 16, 2009
Breakfast In Bed
I guess the novelty hasn't worn off, after all. This morning I woke up to a little 6-year-old beauty who brought me breakfast in bed. It was cheerios. With milk. Amber told me that she also got breakfast for her and her sister. "And I didn't spill anything," she said. Sometimes I wonder, "How did I become so blessed with this adorable, sweet family?" I know there are trying times (like right now when they are in the living room fighting over a stupid toy). But then there are times like this morning. And I am overwhelmed with gratitude to God.