"I tink I wear my goggles in the baff."
Today on Instagram there were a couple of posts where bloggers I follow sent their prayers to families. Two separate families. Two different little boys. Both so young. Both in heaven. One had just celebrated his first birthday. The other was a 3 year old with fiery red hair.
It's so easy to get caught up in our hard days, frustrating days, days where your kiddos are determined to make you go crazy. After reading those posts, I stopped. I stopped unpacking, and instead we played, we danced, we napped and cuddled. I soaked in my day with Max and Emma, and reminded myself that each day with these two is a blessing.