Forty-one looks like . . .
. . . Having 4 little children come to me individually to wish me a happy birthday.
. . . Looking at an e-card with a 3-year-old on my lap saying, “It’s your birthday Mommy.”
. . . Having each little child come to me asking “do we have any tape?” “what about wrapping paper or gift bags?” “construction paper?”
. . . Having my 3-year-old say, “Who’s coming over for your birthday?” “We can eat cake, play games.”
. . . Getting homemade cards with wonderful dvds and books from 4 little children and my sweet husband.
. . . Hearing little voices say to one another, “Don’t talk about the cake. . . it’s a surprise.”
. . . Hearing the same little voices sing Happy Birthday to me and eating cake wtih them.
. . . Vacuuming after eating cake with 4 little children.
. . . Going to Blueberry Hill for supper with the all my precious family.
. . . Being proud to be the mom to 4 kids when a mother of 2 at the restaurant tells me how impressed she is and how she could never do it.
. . . Coming home to find an army of ants all over my kitchen sink.
. . . Nearly ruining a really fun day by getting frustrated about the ants and having to clean up and spray poison rather than relaxing like I wanted to.
. . . Realizing I set the example for my kids . . . no wonder they get so upset when things don’t go their way.
. . . Thanking God that He forgives me and gives me many more chances to set a better example.
. . . Thanking God that my kids and husband forgive me, too.
. . . Thanking God that most of my memories of today are good ones.