Do I even dare start counting my blessings? I’d be up all night.
Avery loved her bath today! Well, not going in, and definitely not coming out, but while she was in there, she had a look of thoughtful wonder. Very gratifying. And two of her diaper changes today were with minimal squawking. Probably coincidence, and she was just taking a breather, but we’re encouraged. She spent most of the day awake, and a baffling portion of it yelling, so it’s good to know the button’s not stuck. You’d think she would have slept like a stone after being up every couple of hours last night. Maybe she was saving up the sleep tickets for tonight? A man can hope.
Hey! I did get the Italy pics filtered down. To just 324 favorites. It’s a start. With any luck it won’t take me another year to post a few.
It’s no good – I keep thinking of blessings. If I don’t shut up now I really will be up all night. Is that a rip off? Maybe. But I wake up every single morning and count a few blessings before I get out of bed (I really do). So long as I know what (and who) they are, and remember to appreciate them (and show them I do), that’s the important thing. That way, they count me as one of theirs. You see what I did there? Bit of a circular thing. Elton John could do a song.
Give some thanks to those closest to you. But not that yappy little dog down the hall. I hate that guy.