Our morning started at 3:30 this morning. I was jolted awake by my 4 year old's cries. I ran to her room to find my girl in a puddle of bodily fluids. I'll leave it at that, and simply say this is a most nasty virus... Sadly that meant that Mom missed her run for the second day in a row. Insert sad face here... The disappointment didn't last long though, as sick days with Leah Grace mean lots of snuggles and sweet sugar. She is the most grateful kid, and she loves to snuggle, so even sick days are a joy. She is such a blessing as are all three of my minions, and a day spent with any of them is a day well spent.
Now if Mom can just escape the virus, I'll be back at it tomorrow, but today it was nice to slow down and hold my baby.
Faith. Family. Run. ❤️
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