First I was grateful for those of you who have stuck with me the past week as I blogged about a 2 year old's birthday party. Wow. That was some patience. Thank you.
Then I was grateful (sorry, just a few more things about the party) for an event for 16 adults and 8 children that went off without a hitch thanks to TDH, a church fellowship hall, copious quantities of food, family helpers and the words "you may mix the play dough as much as you want" which in a few of those children's eyes has made me the. best. pastor/Mom. EVER!
Then I was grateful for a late afternoon cat nap that allowed my two year son to rebound from a long Sunday and enjoy opening his presents while his Aunt and Uncle were still in town.
Then I was grateful as this evening a committee voted to get me a new computer this year instead of next... and it shall be a lappie.
All of these things and more have made for a great weekend for which I am incredibly grateful.
Then this evening when I put The Boy to bed I said, "Night night" to which he responded with his usual sweet, sing songy "Night, night. See you. Bye Bye.... "
And then for the first time ever, "I love you."
My cup - and my heart - runneth over.