Then I read the scriptures for 10 minutes.
Then I stuffed the kids full of yogurt for breakfast and took them to play with cousins for an hour.
We visited Great Grandma and Grandpa Ras.
When Coleman crushed up a package of graham crackers I didn't know he had, and poured the crumbs down the stairs, I didn't scream. I made him hold the vacuum hose and clean it up.
Maggie just came in and told me all about how her toy boat is just like {the boat Nephi made}. She actually is picking up on some of the stuff I try to teach her.
And went to the library and played at the park.
It was a much better day. I owe it to your sweet encouragement, my own conscious effort to change my bad attitude, and God's answers to my frustrated "help me now!" prayers.
Prayer works.
3 comments:
Amen, and amen.
Run the 10k!! I'm running one in August. Oh dear. Now I've said it out loud. That means I'm accountable!
I'm glad it was a better day. :) (Cute picture of the boys.)
And thus it goes - one foot in the boat and one on the shore. I like the way you described this day. Seeing the small magic, the tiny improvements, recognizing the tender mercies - they add up to a better day.
You didn't scream. I'm going to give you a prize for that. If I can think of one.
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