So Missy woke up on the right side of the bed this morning.... well, actually, make that the right side of the floor. Daddy decided that the big, beautiful cast iron bed in Missy's room is only worthy of a true princess so he made her a comfortable little bed on the floor beside it. He pretty much let her know that when she decided to ACT like a princess and a happy girl she could again sleep in that pretty bed.
I spent a lot of time praying with her, holding her, singing to her, and massaging her feet this morning and talking to her that she had a choice to make this morning whether the day would be happy and fun, or whether it would turn out just like yesterday and the day before.
She chose to be happy.
She volunteer to pray for a happy heart all on her own.
She's exaggerating her "Yes, Mom" s and her smiley face.
I'll take it.
She really, really did not like that as soon as Dad came home from work I left to go hiking. She knew she had given me plenty of reason to need to get away.
The River was beautiful. The fall smell relaxing. I walked with Vanessa at Blackbird Island until dark.
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