It's time to count some blessings!

When I was little, my mom would always try to distract my pitty parties with the loudest, most obnoxious versions of this humbling song.

When upon life's billows, you are tempest-tossed,
When you are discouraged thinking all is lost,
Count your many blessings; name them one by one,
And it will surprise you what the Lord has done.

Count your blessings, name them one by one.
Count your blessings, see what God hath done.

JJ was saying his morning prayers, and I quote:
"Dear Heavenly Father, Please bless my mommy to find her mind. And please bless her not to lose it anymore!"

My knee-jerk reaction was something like, "hey! what the heck? I haven't yelled at you once today!" (mind you, it was 8am). Then visions of the night before and me running from Gibby while begging Grace and JJ to "please get along" and actually shutting the door to pee (how dare I) while saying to myself "I'm losing my mind" were clear and vivid. Maybe I have lost it because I really thought I was talking to myself!

My sweet mother in law saw the whole thing a little differently. She told me how grateful I should be that I have been teaching him how to talk to his Heavenly Father about things that matter to him.

I think I need to bump it to some church hymns..