Saturday, August 16, 2014

A Little Story I Won't Forget.

My boys. Oh, my boys. 

This dishwasher has a mind of it's own and pops open whenever it feels like it, making the kitchen a danger zone of sorts. 

I was whipping up some banana nut bread with our 3 browning bananas and as I carried an armful of various items, I merely shuffled to the right to set them down on the counter when .... CRASH! The dishwasher reared it's ugly head and I went flying across the kitchen. Quite literally. 

Landing several feet from where I started, I fell on my side and my armful of items bounced around every which way, creating quite the ruckus ... along with my wailing. 

The boys came running around the corner to see what the commotion was and Levi screamed in tears, "are you okay, Mommy!?" as he came face to face with my backside sprawled across the floor and an array of items strewn up, down, and all around. 

I laid there for a moment, trying to decipher if I had broken anything. I assured them I was okay, and Levi immediately began gathering up the utensils and bowls and Ezra ran straight for me and tried lifting me up with his teeny little arms. I sat up and he took his baby hands and swooped my hair from out of my face and gave me a kiss on the forehead. He said, "you're okay, mommy. You're okay." 

Oh, my BOYS! What would I do without my boys? They are gifts from God and such a blessing to my heart. 

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