Morning at the Thompson House...

It seems like each and every morning I wake up with the same thought... God please help me.  At first, that might sound like a desperate plea or cry out for help.  If I am being honest, there are days when it is just that.  But more times than not, I have really been thinking and praying that God will make His thoughts my thoughts, His words my words, His plan my plan, His attitude my attitude.  I know that without God we are just wondering aimlessly from one crisis or thing to another... and for me that is not the kind of life I want for myself or my family.  Today I pray that this day will be filled with God's to-do list and not my own.  Help me Lord follow your direction today and everyday and show me how to make you real and alive to my kids and those I come into contact throughout the day.

The day begins....

This morning three of the four of us are under the weather, Steele has a double ear infection, Macy has a URI and I just have the funk... probably a URI but haven't had a chance to go to the doctor to get properly diagnosed.  I really just wanted to pull the covers over my head and go back to bed.  My amazing husband let me sleep as long as possible which means until he had to physically walk out the door.  He does that more often than not, even when I am not feeling under the weather.   I praise God for him and his amazing sacrifice as he is trying to get ready for work and manage two or three kids all so I can get some extra sleep.

Shad heads to work and I am up and running.  Seems like each kid needs something... the ususal I need more to drink, what's for breakfast, can I play playdoh or watch a movie, and of course changing diapers always makes the list.  I walk through the house starting to assess the situation.  Laundry to be done, breakfast to make, things to put away, kids to get ready and then of course shower and get ready myself.  I start breakfast and take care of the everyday tasks when I am drawn to the computer for a few minutes to catch up on email.  I look over and both girls have pulled their chairs away from the table to face the TV and they are having a picnic of sorts.  I guess in their mind they are at the table just not facing it.  I think to myself "this is not okay" but then God intervenes and says to me in His quiet subtle voice... mountain or molehill.  Molehill is the obvious choice and find the camera quickly to snap a quick photo. 

Steele unable to maneauver his high chair is where I put him and I felt like he should be included so he got his photo snapped too. 

God love my children for being kids... I pray that they will be kids and enjoy their innocence and childhood as long as possible.  Next time if I don't want them to watch TV then I will turn it off.  Lessoned learned!  Praying God will bless us and all of you today, tomorrow and in the weeks and months ahead!  Have a great day!