For this windy and chilled morning that I am warm in my home.
For my boy only waking up once last night and sharing sweet smiles and coos with me this morning.
For Ben who is able to sleep in today while I get to exercise as Asher watches his crazy aerobic mama from his swing.
For dozing babies as I grab a bowl of oatmeal and dig into my Bible study.
Thank you Jesus for moments like this, that are not the norm, but the exception. And may I thank you just as much for mornings that are far from this peace.