This morning on the drive to daycare, my littlest chickadee, who is ever so bright, asked me what was wrong. I was pouting and moaning to myself because the morning routine and always being late stresses me out and I just want to feel sorry for myself sometimes.
She said, "What's wrong Mommy? You miss your mommy?"
"Yeah, I miss my Mommy."
"No, she didn't die. She just lives far away and she doesn't take care of me. She doesn't call to check on me either."
"She gave you a poison apple?"
I had to laugh at that one. Yeah, she sure did give me a poison apple!
So we chatted a bit going over everything again a few times, then she said, "Be happy Mommy! Today is a happy day!"
"You're right. Today IS a happy day."
And she kept repeating it. "Today is a happy day. Be happy Mommy!" She was so perfectly sweet and optimistic. I needed that little cup of cheer and I hope to remember it every time I feel sorry for myself. I'm so happy to have her on my cheer squad. My mom has no clue what she is missing out on with her beautiful and sweet granddaughters who bring people so much joy.