I know everyone has had one of those days. You get up late for work, the dog won’t stop barking, the kids are both in a bad mood and you look in the mirror and, OH GREAT! You are 40 years old and you have pimples on your chin.

So, I get out the cover up, slap on a ton of makeup that only makes it worse through the day and I trudge on. Work is work, you get home and get the kids going on homework or playing, and dinner is not the greatest creation you have ever made but it is edible. You just can’t wait to get into your bed and say goodbye to this day, when your little one decides he will NOT go to sleep in his bed and wants to be with you.

I have no fight left. I get both of us ready for bed, I put on a bunch of acne cream and I go to lie down next to my boy who is in a much better mood and ready to snuggle with me for a little while. As I lay there thinking how bad the day was, my little one looks at me and says, “Mommy, why do you have bird poopies on your face?”

I busted up laughing, gave him a big hug and realized this was a good day.

God Bless, Konya