Last week Mikayla sat down at the kitchen table and said, "Is Santa Claus for real?"
Before I could answer she laughed and said, "Of course he is! Who else would deliver the presents...the elves?!"
Margo wrote a post about feeling judged as a mother...sometimes I'm the worst judge of myself. Especially on days like yesterday, when I totally lost my temper/self-control/cool at one of my girls for being mean to another one. Great example.
At lunch today Rebecca wanted to use my apple wedger, and I told her it was sharp like a knife and she had to have help. So she put her hands on top of mine and we did it together. I thought about that tonight at the BCM when we sang, "I run to you...My heart is weak, I cling to you, You're all I see, It's my heart's desire To be close to you. Here in your arms I'll find my strength."
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