…is all of four years old…
…on Monday morning I woke up feeling terrible. I was completely exhausted
and just could not get out of bed. So while Galen was quickly getting ready for work
guess who made breakfast for her brothers? Now breakfast consisted of frozen waffles,
but regardless, she put the waffles in the toaster and when they popped up she put
them each on a plate and served them to her brothers. It was precious!
The best part was when I asked her who made breakfast she said, “me” with a smile from ear to ear.
So grateful for her today…
P. S. Don’t you love the wild hair??