(view of the back yard as I was taking out the dogs)
I was laying in bed thinking about the day ahead with the kids.
Mr. Jones was up early getting ready for work.
He works so hard.
I wondered . . .
(something got missed last night)
What would happen if
I dedicated the day to working hard as a parent?
(we had a lego building marathon)
I tend to float through the day,
do what needs to be done,
get distracted by things that interest me.
(do these ever go away?)
Maybe today I'll try a little harder.
Pretty soon the house will be clean all the time,
Legos gone, dishes fewer, shoes somewhere else.
(i cleaned out the closet yesterday. just some of the guys' shoes. wow.)
I want to make the most of this day.
Have a blessed day, friend.