I woke up at 5am because of the
massive thunderstorm outside.
Lightening strikes light up the bedroom,
thunder shaking the windows,
rain beating against the side of the house.
It was a big storm!
I thought about how thankful I am
that I have this house to keep us safe.
How thankful I am that we are not living in
a tent by the river,
or huddled together in a shelter.
We are blessed
And people say "how will you fit 5 more kids in your house?!?"
So what if several kids share a room?
What's the big deal??
When did it become a right of childhood
to have your own bedroom with your own TV and computer?
When did it become tantamount to child abuse to have your kids in bunkbeds?
Or sharing a bathroom? Oh the horror!!
But, that's for another day.