We ventured out this morning in the middle of a crazy cold and windy snow storm to the Easter Celebration at church. I wasn't too excited about doing it on my own (especially in the snow), but it's a special time every year and we couldn't miss it for such a lame excuse. It was a great time and though a bit sketchy at times for me (trying to keep it all together!) we had a good time. We ended the morning writing something we are thankful for. When I read what Biggest Brother wrote I choked up a bit.
There are so many times I question how I am doing as the boys' mom. But, so often, God reminds me in the simplest of ways that His hand is in our home and He's making up for what I am lacking. And I am so grateful.
