I am grateful for Coop, who completed his investiture at Beavers tonight, reciting the beaver motto, promise and law from memory in a lovely ceremony the leaders put together. In the photo he’s checking out all the badges. Some go on the uniform, some go on the campfire blanket.
I am grateful that Farley appears to have figured out how to go to bed without screaming and crying. The secret appears to have been having his brother tell him he just wants to sleep, but the noise keeps him up. Coop asked “Can you please go to sleep quietly in your bed, Farley?”
“Okay.” Farley replied. Then he did, 3 nights in a row, so far. I thought we’d tried everything; perhaps I forgot to ask nicely.
I am grateful for this blog. Taking time to be grateful on a daily, regular basis has been life changing for the better, albeit in a small and subtle way. When I started I didn’t know how long I’d keep it up. I didn’t think I’d make it this far, but it turns out I have, and now I am grateful for my own dang gratitude. A little narcissistic to write about that publicly here, but I’m gonna anyway, because it’s my blog, and because it’s true.