It's cold outside. Really cold, especially for the South.
Grady Lee thought we had snow the other day when he saw frost on the grass. And, Micah was fascinated when he saw his breath in the air while I was strapping him into his car seat: "Look Mom! I have dragon breath making smoke!"
Poor kids. I gotta get them to the North where they can really see snow and know what cold feels like.
Is there anyone willing to donate their sanity to help make the 14 hour car ride bearable with three kids under the age of five? Nope, didn't think so.
And that's why we're here and not there.
And it's teaching me to appreciate the time I do get with my family. I never know when the next visit may be.
And it's teaching me to say thank you to my family. Time and words are the best gifts.
Sometimes a good cry helps. Other times a long phone conversation helps. But, all the time a deep reliance on God's goodness and grace helps.