At lunchtime today, somehow we came upon the topic of how someone melted part of the power cord to one of our slow cookers. I had noticed it in the morning, however, I needed to cook our meal for dinner in the slow cooker and just put everything in and turned it on as usual, trying to get started on the rest of my day.
One of my girls, upon hearing about the cord, was concerned and reminded me there was danger since the wires were exposed. She also reminded me of how I could cook our meal in the soup pot instead...(smiles). I was a bit frustrated, as the person who accidentally melted the cord never told me about it so we could fix it.
But I went to put the evening's dinner, already steaming, into our large soup pot. Soon, my littlest girl was standing right between me and the counter, squished in the little concave between my legs and the cabinets...
"It's alright, Mommy. We can just pray," she reminded me, as she hugged my legs.
It was such a simple thing, but it made me stop and think about my feelings of frustration.
"Of course we can always pray, can't we?" I smiled at my dear little girl who spoke wisdom to me in that moment.
I'm sorry I haven't replied to all of your recent comments. Things here have been more busy than usual, but I will try to reply soon.
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