Last night I made soup for dinner. When it was time to eat, both Brandt and Blythe came and sat down, they tucked right in, they talked to us about what had happened at school, and although they did both get up once or twice, dinner was eaten--all of it!--and no one was crying at the end (not even me!). It was fantastic! It was stunning! It was absolutely wonderful! We praised and thanked the children for their good behavior. The stars must have aligned. We could arrive at no other explanation.
I am trying to recognize the tender mercies and small miracles in my life. Last night's dinner was one of them.
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