Perspective

Today was one of those rough days that momma's have with babies. Neither baby would eat and we were off our routine so I begged a baby to eat all day while the other slept or cried. Finally about 5 pm I had been trying to feed Drew but he was doing backbends and chewing on the bottle so in desparation I told him "No" in a stern voice. He just looked at me and smiled so big that my heart melt. It broke my heart how innocent he is. He doesn't even know the difference between a stern tone and a loving tone yet. All he knows is his momma was talking to him and so he smiled. I love that boy! That changed my perspective of the day.

Speaking of perspectives, Stephen's boss told the best story. One day when her now 28 yr old daughter was 3 she was alone with her dad. They went to run an errand and ran out of gas. This was in the day before cell phones (remember that day?). Me either. So her Dad had to carry her on his shoulder to the store and back and forth several times because it wouldn't work. Finally they got home and her Dad was in a very bad mood. That night it was her time to pray and so little 3 yr old Jessica prayed "Thank you God for the best day ever with my Daddy". She thought it was great to ride around on his shoulders all day and be with him.