I think parents everywhere have moments like this. Moments where you think you're not doing a great job. I for one have days like that.
This morning, I was reminded that Jeremy and I are getting somewhere.
Samantha came downstairs to say good morning and give me a big hug. When I asked her what she would like for breakfast, she told me the following:
"Mommy, I got my own breakfast this morning because I could reach it. I got myself a paper towel so I wouldn't get crumbs all over the place. I thought I would give you some rest this morning. But, the only thing I couldn't do was get my juice. The gallon in the fridge is still really full [and very heavy] so could you pour me some juice in a few minutes?"
How can I say no to that? :)

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