In my front flower bed there are waterballoons and a bottle of bubbles.
On the front lawn are my two chairs that were used for soccer goals.
Sitting on the front porch is a pair of mud crusted shoes.
Emilys bicycle is laying in the side yard.
There are at least five basketballs all scattered around the goal.
To say this is not what I envisioned my home looking like when I grew up is an understatement.
Except its better.
Because each of those things, although carelessly scattered and showing a complete lack of irresponsibility on my childrens part, they represent laughter, and joy, and fun. And my healthy children that get to be out there playing.
So today I am going to focus on being thankful. Because I was overwhelmed yesterday and that got me no where.
