A New Day.
Yesterday was a difficult day. Ollie had a cold. A terrible cold that had him coughing + whining + feeling miserable. He wanted me to hold him, he DIDN'T want me to hold him. He was hungry, he WASN'T hungry. He was mad, He was MADDER! (or more mad)
And after all of that, he woke up this morning happy. He was happy during scripture study as he sipped his hot chocolate through a straw. He was happy when we dropped the children off to school. He was happy when we took Audrey to her cousin's house for a play date. He sang silently in the car on the way home. And now my boy is sitting on my freshly made bed in his jammies. He is watching his favorite show (the only one he will actually sit through) and yesterday is nothing but a memory.
Today is a new day. And we are happy.