Best Mom...

It's not often, well, maybe this was the only time, I have ever seen those word's in relation to me. Usually I hear things like "MEANEST MOTHER EVER!" and even today, one of my precious sons said "I HATE YOU!" I nearly laughed in his face, but wisdom came over me or an angel shut my mouth and I let him walk away until he was calm. If you'll think back to my post of allowing the boys to play out in the first snow of the season (and only one to date) at 9:45pm on a school night...when I had tucked them into bed and began to climb into bed myself I found this note on my pillow. Now mind you, they didn't all have a hand in this note. But the one of mine who runs hot and cold and wears his heart on his sleeve is the one who took the time to write and draw for me, little ole me! I am reminded everyday by one of my children's actions or words, of Jesus and his principle's. This thank you extolling my greatness reminds me of the only leper who returned to thank Jesus for healing him. Thank yous are important! I have become terrible at them. I can give a verbal thank you, but I am so swamped, just living life here with the wild things, that I have let written thank yous go by the wayside more often than not. Thank you 'wild thing' for reminding of what's really important.