I am grateful for the sound of my kids getting themselves breakfast and having fun being their goofy selves with eachother, which is what I woke up to this morning.
I am grateful for Cooper, who made cookies and figured it all out on his own just because he wanted to give some to a friend of his.
I am grateful for time spent with Farley, helping him write a speech he’s going to deliver to his class.
I am grateful for Julie, because she is doing all the things. ALL THE THINGS.
And I’d like to post a correction. My mother in law does not believe St. Peter counts the projects you’ve completed at the pearly gates; he counts the number of projects you started. That’s an important distinction!