Today’s note is slightly more superficial. It’s not to be misread into ungratefulness, but only to point out that we’re all human. We can’t all skip around, grateful for air and butterflies all day long. Not if we’re really being truthful. Today’s post is casual. It’s half serious. But it’s also honest. And if I’m going to do this every day, well, ‘mama said there’d be days like this’…
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Bedtime.
Today was a long, cold day here. My kids are pent up like a litter of Labrador puppies, full of energy and unable to run and play. They’re fighting. Squealing. Whining.
It’s a little hard to sit and think. Especially because as I’m writing this they are screaming and chasing each other in circles around me, one on a plastic motorcycle and the other with a musical instrument in hand.
And so, for today I am thankful for… bedtime! That’s right, bedtime, when these wild little monkeys can finally unwind and get the rest they need. When the energetic squealing slowly relaxes into warm bellies and nighttime lullabies. Bedtime, where the arguing and fussing dissipates into snuggling and suckling and when these wild little monkeys metamorphose into peacefully sleeping angelic cherubs and we all get to refresh again until morning.
~K
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