Hard day

Do you ever have hard days that you can't figure out why it got off on that foot? The kids are whiney and won't eat the breakfast you made for them, you feel grumpy, the baby won't nap and you feel like you can't handle one more thing going wrong? I had a morning like that today. I blame lack of sleep for my part. I was up with Elijah a lot last night and just didn't sleep well. The sleep I did get was on his crib mattress that we currently have on the floor in Kent's room. I felt like I was reacting to my children very well and that the only one in a pleasant mood was Kent. My sweet sunshiny Kent, who when he saw mommy was sad he decided to play me song on the piano and cover me with kisses and hugs. 

Most of our days are good ones, but occasionally a bad one sneaks in there. I didn't want to deal with a bad one today so we did what we could to fix it. My solution? Bubbles and sunshine, chalk and prayer.

I think it all helped, but I'm giving the credit all to Heavenly Father. It was after my prayer that I felt compelled to take action to change the feeling in our home. I felt like I should cancel our other plans and just do something fun together here at home. Something low-key and not stressful and just happy. 

On our way back inside we spotted this little beauty on our marigolds. I feel like seeing this butterfly was a tender mercy from Heavenly Father. Butterflies are a symbol of change. I have the power to change. To change our bad day into a good one. To change from bad habits or attitudes or choices. The power to choose.to choose liberty and eternal life or misery and captivity.  I choose happiness. I choose Heavenly Father. I choose family and love.