The good Lord blessed me with boys and some days I have to admit that I question his judgement on this...but NOT today.
It's raining here in Texas and my boys haven't been able to play outside. Having a flare for dramatics and extremely vivid imaginations (don't know WHO they get it from?lol) they have been upstairs building a city. They've been at it for several hours now and I have to admit it's one of the finest toy cities I've ever seen.
Anyway, I'm sitting here in my home office with the door open and I overhear the SWEETEST thing. My 5 year old, Jack, who was pretending to be a truck driver suddenly tells his little brother, "Ok. Let's park these trucks now. We get to work from home so we can be with our kids!" Priceless!
I'm instilling in him at this age how important family is. I'm also able to teach him to DREAM. Somehow, I think we've forgotten how to do that.
So, the next time I'm having one of those days (and we ALL do), I'll think back to his sweet words knowing that EVERY sacrifice made to have achieved the dream of being a SUCCESSFUL WAHM has been worth it! Out of the mouth of babes, right??
Thank you GOD for giving me this precious gift!