Thank You, God

So many times when we read blogs, we see such sad stories. I have been overwhelmed lately with all of the awful things I am reading. Sick babies, sick children, dying babies and children. Then you read the miracle stories. The ones that recover or are doing well with their disease.

My sister and I were recently talking about why we read certain blogs. We love connecting with others and reading their stories. We also love to read and rally for those families whose children are having problems. We like to learn about the things that can happen and be thankful for what we have. But it is heartbreaking.

Today I was reading Kellie Staats blog and one of her friends recently lost their son. I was so amazed by this mom-she was gracious, kind, faithful, happy (seemingly all the time) and just joyful with life. I know if I was in her shoes with having two special needs kids and then lost one, I would not be as amazingly graceful as she is. It really made me think about how I want to be and how I can change things I don't like about my parenting.

I am so THANKFUL that I have two beautiful, perfectly healthy children. Even when I feel like I'm ready to lose my mind or run my head through a wall if another person cries, fights, whines, or is disrespectful, I try to remind myself that at least I HAVE my children here. And I am grateful for that.

 Harrison is modeling his new Michael Jordan jams. With Emma's pink binky.

At the doctor for Buddy's one year old check up-which one day later led to enterovirus/hand foot and mouth. Pretty miserable for BOTH of them. 

Harrison's favorite play place-my tupperware cabinet! 

Emma was doing some cheerleading in a diaper, dress up high heels, and leftover birthday decor. 

Emma was begging for gummy worms at Walgreens while I tried to print a picture.