Out here

Ever had a day when you wondered if you were screwing up your kids forever? I do! Between their squabbles, whining instead of obeying, begging for more screen time (constantly), and the rolled eyes that have become commonplace around here with three girls growing, I often wonder if they will turn out alright.

And then, one of them will do or say something so mature, so sweet, so kind, that I think - maybe it will all work out. Rosy sang me this song from her "diary" today:

"Out Here"

I just want to be out here

in the music with the bird's song.

Being calmed,

crickets singing their calming music,

wind through the trees -

that's the country -

that's the way I live.

You may have different ways to live

but I have fun

the way my life is.

Out where I am in the place I love.

Mostly I am thankful

for my family and my friends

who I spend my life with.

I think all the counting of gifts has rubbed off on her. I am so thankful that they are soaking it up, little sponges that they are. And that the good still seems to outweigh the bad.