A quiet night at home, mythankfulboy gaming and me working (both home and office). A heavy heart about work held a pall over the place. B was understanding. Whenever I tell him any bad news about the office, he assumes it will impact us severely from a financial standpoint (this probably will not), so the first words out of his mouth were “You don’t have to buy me a birthday present, Momma.” God bless him.
He has decided he’s enjoying sleeping on the couch, so he got cozied down and the dog joined him on his side-saddle ottoman, and we sat quietly for a moment or two. I broke the silence by saying I was thankful for a quiet night at home, and for his doing his chores without being asked. He said he was thankful for crossfit, for a night off from crossfit, and for cars. “Cars? What about cars?” I asked. “Just that they can get us so many places” he answered.
Sometimes simple is best. Blessed be.