November 1, 2008
I'm grateful for Brock, who I found passed out in the toy room this afternoon with a lamp shining right in his face. I'm grateful he was napping because he had been CRAZY all day. I'm grateful for Spray-n-Wash that will hopefully get the chocolate smear off his shirt. I'm grateful to be the mom of a little boy who plays hard every day and ALWAYS ends up with dirty feet. I'm grateful that the sucker he had unwrapped was not wet and stuck to the carpet. I'm grateful to Leanne who made my kids their "smushies" where many-a-head have rested for a nap.