Monday, December 21, 2009

It's the middle of the night. It's been several wakeful hours with my little one. I am sitting with her on my lap when she reaches down and pats the arm of the rocking chair. "Yee Haw," she says to me in a conversational tone. What she meant was "Get Rocking." So Giddyup we did.

There are little things that get you through the rough spots you know?

1 comment:

Kimara@weefolkart said...

I felt that way every night when I watched my little ones sleep. I always felt like God gave us the awesome vision of our wee ones sleeping to remind us of the joys of motherhood :) Wishing you and yours and blessed Christmas.