Our oldest Grandson, Leland, evidently spent Christmas Day exasperating his Mommy to her wits’ end.  Our daughter Kulia sounds about ready to leave him at the curb with the wrapping paper, but sent us instead this picture of him ready-to-go with shipping address… (But since UPS won’t airmail four-year-olds, she wonders if we can bop down to California to pick up our package? Please?)

I’ve been known to make smart remarks about advantages of Granny-hood (getting to love on the babies and then hand them back, haha) but in truth I don’t have any room to get smug, since our own youngest is only three years older than her nephews.  Parental relief at bedtime is not a thing of the past in our household either.

God’s wisdom is evident in the transformation of Wee Demons’ faces when they fall asleep.  The angelic appearance of sleeping Little People can go a long way in rehabilitating and replenishing a frustrated and exhausted Mommy’s heart…  Here’s wishing a blessed and restful night of recuperation to all!