Optimistic Encourager
This morning I was cooking breakfast and the scrambled eggs were not the usual light and fluffy yellow. Instead, they were a little brown. So was the bacon. And the cinnamon toast.
Juliana, always on guard for the prevention of hurt feelings, proclaimed, “Mom, this is my favorite breakfast… everything ~ just a little brown! Thank you for making it just the way I like it!”
I love that girl… way to keep the terrific morning on track, Juliana!
