Day 17

Frustration. 

I've been overly frustrated all day. Cale woke up cranky with a runny nose. He wouldn't take a nap. He was mean to the dogs. He wouldn't eat a bite for dinner. He screamed through our evening TV. He went to timeout. Several times. I yelled. 

Then he came stumbling up to me, in that precious way that he does, blankie and sippy in tow, and climbed into my lap. He curled up on my belly, drank his milk and asked me to sing. All that frustration melted away. God knew what he was doing when he put this little boy in our lives. He knew. He knew that I would need Cale while you were gone, and he knew that you would need Cale to make you smile when I can't. 

I love you. I love our little family. I love that you aren't afraid to sacrifice for our children. We miss you and we will talk to you tomorrow. Cranky butt and I are going to bed. ;)

Goodnight. 

Cuddles with Gray. :)