I'm having an ornery day.
Just ask my husband or any of my kids, they'll tell you it's true.
It's days like today, that I wish my frame of mind could easily be persuaded by any little thing that might soon make me forget that I was ever even feeling like this.
Take for example...
We had to do a little surgery on "Violet" the dog the other day and it seemed to
be a little bit stressful for one certain 2-year old.
She was ornery.
It took a few minutes (yes, only a few) and "Violet" was back to her singing self.
What it means to Lila... Pure Happiness
She is my daily example of sincerity, happiness and love. I can't quite pin point the age that they lose this innocence and start trying to act to much like adults, but I hope she can hold on to it for as long as possible. I know it's selfish of me to say, but I need it.
Now ye may suppose that this is foolishness in me; but behold I say unto you, that by small and simple things are great things brought to pass; and small means in many instances doth confound the wise.