The scene: Sam’s Club. Trying to get a morning of shopping done with my very sweet but very 4-year-old daughter, I snuck a break for a soda. Said soda in seat of the cart. Said daughter in basket of the cart.
The action: The soda spontaneously leaps from the cart and cascades over the floor. I groan.
What happens: Kourey looks at me and sweetly smiles and says “It’s ok, Mom! The lady is coming to clean it up already, and accidents happen.”
Then she settles back down in the basket and starts humming then singing:
“This is the stuff that drives me crazy
This is the stuff that’s been getting to me lately
In the middle of my little mess, I forget how BIG I’m blessed!”
Watch what you pour into your little ones (or allow to be poured into them). When you pour in good, it comes back to bless you (even in the middle of your little mess) when you least expect it.