Although this is a typical Kirsten sleeping position, I purposely took this picture because I needed a reminder of what it is to be at peace. I believe nothing says this better to me than looking at my sleeping girls, no matter what position they are in.
This weekend was a rough one.
Lots of fights, screams, tears, and then . . . the spitting.
The spitting led to the first ever mouth and soap combination in our house, on Sunday morning before church, of course. Nothing says preparing your heart for worship like a little soap in the mouth.
I'm not sure what I am doing wrong, or how to "fix" my girls. I really, truly am hoping that this passes, eventually. I'm not naive, I know my girls are sinful by nature, but really? What is this "mean girl" syndrome all about? Do I really have to read one of those horrible parenting books to figure this out?
So, on Sunday night, I visited their rooms, watched their quiet chests breathing up and down, gave them their nightly sleeping goodnight kiss, and whispered "I love you," because I do, with all my heart.