Ok, seriously, I can't thank ya'll enough for your encouragement yesterday. It was an exceptionally low post and ya'll were so amazing and I really appreciate your words of wisdom and grace.
I'm not minimizing how I felt when I wrote it at all but I may have discovered the root of the kind of funk I had found myself in.
I think it may have something to do with this.
This is Caddie Woodlawn. She's our newest pet. She was a "free" kitten from a stray momma cat that Tee's teacher, Roni, took in this year. My kids insisted that we needed a kitten to replace their most loved and most deceased cat, Max. We are nothing if not total pushovers, especially for a face like this.
We may be pushovers but Scout is not convinced. He's thinking, "Max would have NEVER worn a princess dress. It's fruity therefore, I shun you."
Caddie Woodlawn brings our pet grand total to five. That is almost the number of children also living here which needless to say, may account for my low spirits.
I walked into the girls bedroom for goodnight kisses the other night and found Olivia all curled up with Caddie Woodlawn. It was so sweet I took a picture.
Then I went to kiss Sadie and found her lovingly curled up with her favorite pet, Augustine the bearded dragon.
Sweet. A little gross but still sweet.