This morning as I’m trying to get ready, my three year old asks me to read her a book. I told her I’d do it as soon as I got dressed and brushed my teeth. She was disappointed and I felt a bit guilty but we were running late.
My five year old goes into her room and I can hear him begin to read her the book. Then I heard them giggling about something. I felt so proud and happy and that was before 8:00 a.m. I’m thankful for my son for being a great kid and starting my day off on the right note.