Before lunch this afternoon, J-Man prayed, "Dear Jesus, thank You for 'Mommy hold you.'" It melted my heart. Thanking Jesus for me holding him. If that doesn't make a mom's day, I don't know what will.
Later, E yelled as I left him in a time-out, "I don't like you, Mommy!" That right there, that doesn't make your day.
It's a day of ups and downs, I guess, and you take what you can get in this mommy life.