I was having a rough day. You could see the stress in my face. You looked up at me & asked me what was wrong. I had to work to calmly reply. "Today is just not going my way."
"Well, not every day is going to go your way. You & Dad tell me that all the time."
I laughed. Sometimes I think God created five year olds so that they can tell people exactly what they need to hear. I couldn't change the way the first half of that day had gone, but I could choose how I would spend the rest of it. I chose you & I chose sunshine & I chose art. My favorite way to destress is to create something.
So, you & I picked up our chalk & headed outside to the front walk. We created pictures in the sunshine, side by side.
You know what? the day didn't end up being so bad. Thanks for helping me turn my rough days around.
I love you so,