Wednesday, February 4, 2015

Pockets on Mr. Style

How could I not adore this little boy?
I asked him to smile for the camera and this is what he did :) Mr. GQ with his hands in his pockets.
Unfortunately he's not that well behaved all the time, which can get my goat when I've spent all the morning preparing an a feeding him breakfast and juice, and getting us both ready and bundled to go to the gym; then after quite a workout, to come home and try to get him in the house. But he doesn't want to go In the house. He wants to stay in the road and play with the mud and ice.... Throws a massive fit on the sidewalk, and gives me the dead fish, arched back arms in the air while wearing his puffy  coat as I'm trying to get him in the house.
My already exhausted Body just about gave out and collapsed on the concrete. Thankfully I was able to get him in the house, still mid-tantrum.
As I was working my four hour shift this afternoon,  a kind neighbor knocked on our door, to tell us that our keys were stuck in the door. Anyone could have stolen our car. You can imagine my anxiety when I realized I had left the keys in the door for over four hours. I know God was watching out for us. And I am so thankful that no one took our car. Sometimes I wonder if it is really worth it to try to get all bundled up and ready to go out in the snow and ice in the cold, and to get john around. I'm grateful it is already February, and this winter won't last forever. I bit off way more than I could chew  today, and I learned my lesson. When I exhaust myself physically, I cant feel stable mentally and emotionally and everything seems to fall out of place. 

But tomorrow is a new day, thank The Lord, and in the morning, I will greet this cute face with new determination, hopefully after 7:00 AM. And tomorrow, we are staying inside!

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