Ever notice how many quaint little sayings there are about making lemonade or finding joy in trials? From now on, whenever the Schmoops opens Bug's door after a nap and immediately calls out for me, I am going to sneak out the back door. Since I didn't know that this time, I'm just trying to count my blessings.
I am grateful for this little peanut, for example.
I am grateful for diapers.
Mostly, I am grateful for washing machines and hot showers. And oh, how grateful I am for Clorox wipes.