My children don’t have to DO anything for me to gush and love on them.
But today, watching my little diddles sing their hearts out in front of a church congregation (because they wanted their dad to hear them) made my heart burst with gratitude for those sweet little faces that live in our home.
I was proud of them for being brave and doing something that petrified them. What a great image in my mind the next time I wrestle with my fears.
How innocent and genuine children are. They love to please and make their family happy.
I am happy.
I am grateful for being present today to see those simply adorable faces.