Today was one of those days where my patience was thin. I've been in a lot of pain with my back and it's very frustrating. Derick wanted me to cook dinner and make a pecan pie. (Some of his co-workers came hunting after work, so he wanted them to eat dinner too).
Anyways, I cleaned all day and mopped my floors in the afternoon. In the mean time, Livy finds a FULL Febreeze bottle and squirts away the entire can. Oy.
My house smells so fresh and so clean....thanks Livy.
Then, as I'm cooking dinner I hear a crash and an UH-OH from the guest bathroom. Livy went outside and filled her sand pale full of sand. She decided she needed water in the pale too. She dropped the pale full of wet, sandy mud all in my bathroom floor(that I just mopped)! I got onto her for bringing it into our house. She loses it....Livy has a very, very, very tender heart so she gets very upset when I get onto her.
Later, we get the men fed and I do the dishes. Derick takes Livy to the grocery store with him, because Derick informed me that a guy wanted 2 pecan pies by tomorrow from his work. It's 8pm when I find out this information. It's now 11:37pm and my house is clean(with the smell of Febreeze looming in our house), my pecan pies are finished, and my soft bed was awaiting me.
As I'm walking to our bedroom, I peek in Livy's bedroom. She is sleeping peacefully and I just stared at her. I put my hands on her little face and I just began praying. I began thanking the Lord for this CRAZY day. In the midst of it all, it was a wonderful day and I shouldn't complain.
How could I complain with a face like this staring at me every day??
