Last night was sort of a rough night. Anna Grace was up crying in her bed around 3 am then Caleb was up wanting to eat at 4. Then my morning started at 6:03 when Anna Grace came in our room wanting something to drink.
So after feeding Caleb and getting a bite to eat myself around 8:00 I was roboticly going through the motions of changing Caleb's poop diaper. While doing this I was giving myself a pep talk; you know reminding myself that no matter the circumstances I am to be joyful and my life is really a piece of cake, I am just tired at the moment...My children really are a blessing from the Lord and I am thankful to have such a great family...That sort of talk. When all of a sudden Caleb had a juicy toot that, bam, landed right on my face...my cheek, temple and forehead to be exact! All of a sudden I was wide awake and for a milla-second I thought "Really?!?" but then the hilarity of the situation that only God could orchestrate had me laughing and counting it all joy, poop face and all.
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Good words, Courtney. I am laughing! So very, very true.
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