been sorta blah lately, hence the lack in urgency to post anything new & thoughtful . . . besides photos. I feel . . . . lazy, complacent, not ungrateful, but unmotivated, not unhappy, just plain poopy seems to sum it up.

We've been battling Leah all week. It just sorta came on, but right on schedule as I've heard. "The halves are the hardest" so they say and we're right at 3 and a half and the stubborn sassy attitude has hit an all time high. And then I go an loose my temper with her this morning.

now I feel dreadfully guilty.

So this feels like confession.

"I'm so sorry Leah, will you please forgive mommy?"

I guess there's a lesson in forgiveness to be had here. A teaching moment, it's called. I hope we all can learn from this little valley of disobedience we seem to be in.

Mommy included.