Birthday Eve

Tomorrow is your birthday. Today was another day at Champions. You still don't want to go. You also didn't want a present to eat a wrap today. You told daddy "I tried it and I don't like it" when I asked you to eat the cheese your mommy packed. You're growing up. And growing more frustrating...

We had it pretty easy up until now. I think if we had made it a little harder, we'd be better off now? We'll never know. Anyhow, we can't reminisce on what could have been. We need to work on what is and how we can get to where we want to be. You're very smart. You are capable of doing better. I wish I didn't have to motivate you all the time. Just today, you were able to clean up all your toys (after I threatened to clean them into the garbage...). I hope you have another amazing year of life (and many more). I also hope it's a year of you growing better. Lord hear our prayer...