This little scene warmed my heart after a long frustrating day of having five young children home all.day.long. Not that I don't love all these children
dearly, but having to attend to
all their needs at once can be a bit taxing. I felt bad I wasn't present for any of their tuckings-in, except sweet little Cora. I was busy cleaning up the dozen eggs I dropped all over the fridge and floor. It was definitely a fitting end to my day.
(Hmmmm, I just remembered that urge I got at about 3:30 today to break something. Yeah, breaking eggs really wasn't what I had in mind.)
Anyway, it's a relief to know that tomorrow is a new day.
