Thankful

I’m thankful for my life.  I’m thankful for my children.  I am thankful for them laughing at me as I have orange frosting all over my hands and being ok with me hot gluing our gingerbread house together.  For not being upset when I slopped the frosting on.  I’m thankful they could use their imaginations and turned the clearances halloween house into our own christmas one.  I’m thankful that there were no tears or when 5 said “we need daddy here, he’s good at building these.”

I’m thankful for computers, for 3 randomly kissing me and hugging my head, for my son holding onto me as I carry him, for 5 being amazingly helpful tonight, for clean clothes.  I’m thankful for the babes snorts of the begging of her laughs.  I’m thankful for Gilmore Girls …”Does he have a motorcycle?! Cause if you’re going to throw your life away he had better have a motorcycle!”  Oh this cracks me up.  Mine had a motorcycle and seems like I may have threw my life away.  Ohhh boy.

I’m thankful for my God who never leaves me.  For boxes and bins and fun organizing things, for my house, my car.  For microwavable egg rolls, for makeup and lipstick, my cuties and for my body, for me.  I’m thankful for my husband, and my relationship we did have and for what we can have.  I’m thankful.