I am grateful for my boys. I found them sitting together on the big armchair in the living room while they watched cartoons this morning. Sometimes they fight, but for the most part, they really do seem to prefer to be together.
I am grateful for the trampoline we bought today, and I am grateful we’ve got a place to put it.
This surprised me, but I am grateful for the toys I was tidying up in the living room today. Don’t get me wrong. I am anything but grateful for the constant cussing mess. As I was picking up the cars and the stuffies today, it struck me how these boys will soon grow up. How they won’t play with cars or stuffies. I’m glad I won’t have to clean that cuss up forever, but I am going to miss having these little kids around. Someday they won’t be here anymore.