Seriously, people. Downton Abbey.
1. I received one of the best compliments someone like me could ever receive this past Sunday. There is this woman at church that I highly admire and respect. She's the kind of person who makes everyone feel like a friend, and she's really fun to be around. She came up to me and said, "Tori, I think you might be a writer!" I've never told her that I'm a fledgling writer, or that in the past I might have tried to be one or that I might be holding on to that dream for the future. She simply made the observation off of what she sees on her husband's Facebook page. There is something about random affirmation out of the blue that just makes you feel a little more secure in who you think you might be.
2. We dealt with Bout #2 of a stomach bug on Sunday night. You know that joyous feeling when you wake up out of a dead sleep in the middle of the night because you hear your kid being sick in the bathroom. Alaina had a rough four hours of it or so, but she got to do her favorite thing and sleep on the floor next to my side of the bed. And by about 9:00am, she was actually quite perky. She only wanted toast all day, but the point is, she wanted toast all day. The beauty was that Monday was the last day of school break, so we didn't have to call in. I believe we've paid our dues now, and declare that we can go the rest of the winter stomach-bug free.
3. It's a good thing kids bounce back so easily. Alaina was more than ready to play in the snow on Tuesday. As tiresome as it is to get the girls dressed for playing in the snow (and undressed if they have to use the bathroom, even though they promised that they wouldn't) I never get tired of watching them play in the snow.
Go Broncos! Don't choke!
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