Gratitude List #1

That for which I am grateful:
  • a husband who cleans the bathroom in the middle of the night
  • an 8 year old boy with a darling stitched up face and cheerful disposition
  • the unfailing love of my family
  • the gift of sharing other people's children (big and little)
  • hugs and offers of help from said children just when I need them
  • Saturday morning
  • the little peach-sized baby in my belly
  • new Birkenstocks
  • the somewhat feral cat that calls this house "home"
  • the little feet I hear coming back to see me on the computer
I know there's more...if you, dear reader, care to add your own "Thank You's" by way of comments, please do.

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