Comfort

I've got the wood stove burning, a huge mug of hot chocolate with a big ol' marshmallow in it, baby asleep beside me, Greg out for a quick run to the store with Liam, Riley still at school...ahh...life is peaceful for a few quick minutes.
Thought I would share this little poem with you, especially for those of you who may be having a tough week so far.

I will not have a temper tantrum nor stomp across the floor...

I will not pout, scream or shout or kick against the door...

I will not throw my food around nor pick upon another...

I'll always try to be real good BECAUSE.........








I am the MOTHER!

(poem was sent to us from my great auntie Janny)