And, honestly, for that I am grateful.
Kids are still kids.
They have needs. They tell jokes. They fight.
They are so dag-on cute.
Food still has to be cooked. And eaten!
And even though my docs have pretty much said coffee can't go on (too stimulating for the brain--among a million other things, it seems, are not great for my particular brand of seizure)...hot cocoa can!
And has.
And small blessings like snowflakes still fall!
In Him,
Beautiful! And for some reason I'm now craving cookies and hot cocoa!
ReplyDeleteHugs to you!
Amy