Today I am even more thankful for my amazing girls after a day of hell. I seriously worried they were going to do more harm to each other then just draw blood. It was one of those days. One of those days where closet hiding sounded awesome.
They were so incredibly sweet putting them to bed, yes we put them to sleep each and every night and remain until asleep. parents out there are praying to hold their kids, praying for them to wake up from a coma or praying to make it through the night. So our tough days, our days of constant crying and screaming, 3 weeks of constant sickness, no sleep nights, biting and scratching, coloring or painting on everything in site, stickers on the walls and cabinets, 35 mini candy bars eaten while hiding under a table, stranded without a car seat, all seem so petty when the storm has passed. Everything that matters is that we are all okay and tomorrow is a new day. Praise the Lord that tomorrow is a new day!