i yelled a little too much.
i was a little too grumpy.
i worried a lot - which is not like me.
i was an anxious mess - also unlike me.
i had hurt feelings.
i didn't pray enough.
it was a struggle to find moments in each day that were worth remembering.
most of them i wanted to forget.
this week was just not my week.
but in a week that felt black & white & gray all over, this little guy added color.
in the little things :: like running into my bathroom while i'm putting on my make-up.
and saying "good morning, mommy!"
and running into the living room to tell me "A STORM TROOPER IS IN MY BEDROOM!"
and proceeding to shoot it with a fake gun.
or laying in the backyard on a blanket with the big blue sky above us for miles and miles.
and whispering to me "i can hear a helicopter, mommy. shhh, listen for it."
in a week where i wanted to forget almost everything, he brought me moments i will always remember.