My kids amaze me. Tonight I wasn't the greatest mommy. Jim was gone and I was tired. The kiddos put up with a lot more impatience and snapping from me than usual, and 2 of the 3 went to bed in tears. I felt horrible. I crept back into their rooms to apologize for being so grouchy and every single one of them immediately forgave me and told me they loved me. How is that possible? I told them that tomorrow would be better and said that they could pray for mommy to be less grouchy. Each of them wanted to pray right then, and how did they begin their prayers?"Dear Jesus, thank you for giving me my mommy to take care of me."
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