
Today Israel got in the car & was so excited. A boy had asked him to play handball at school. Pablo. God bless Pablo! He reached out to Israel, asked him to play, taught him the rules & in one afternoon recess my little man's heart was full. I am so thankful for today. Israel has struggled finding his place. He is not sporty. He is not (yet) musical. He just is his little second grade self trying to find his way out of homeschool onto the big world of the playground where there are rules, and time limits & boys who push people down. Today was awesome. Israel had his day & I had mine. I got to babysit the squishiest baby, and make a new soup. Today Aubrey was feeling better. Yesterday was like a bad dream, only I wasn't dreaming at all because I wasn't sleeping at all & that was terrible. My night started with rain on my car IN MY GARAGE! It was bathtime. That was awesome. Then my daughter woke up and wouldn't be consoled. So I held her & nurtured her and cradled her while she screamed. Then she barfed all over me. That was awesome too. Then she cried all night long and woke up every two hours holding her ears. Then I took her to urgent care and paid for a 10 minute check up + antibiotics withOUT insurrance. That was awesome too. Then I got a starbucks & burnt my tongue and couldn't taste the rest. That part was over the edge for me. But tonight I am cozied in and grateful for the day and that those events don't define me or my days. I also read a great article on simple mom about not raising up "good kids" but "God following adults" & that made me cry because when Aubrey told me as I held that squishy baby to "get rid of that baby" I felt so much better.









