Rough day, distracting Mass with very squirmy little girls (including a 7 year old that knows waaay better).
Preparing dinner...Anna wanders up...says me, "Anna, I really need you to wait downstairs for dinner." And me, preparing to heave a sigh of exasperation...says Anna, "Mama I really need you to hug me." And I sigh, smiling, filled with tenderness from me sweet Anna. And I hug her. Big hug.
Mercy. Thank you Jesus for your tender mercy.