Is this day done yet?

It's been a long morning, and I'm out of sorts after hauling a screaming child 

through the grocery store check out.  

I'm relishing the quiet, eating some forbidden Dove milk chocolate truffles, 

and looking at this photo of my kids, which is in a frame above my computer screen.

I have very beautiful children.  What blessed gifts they are. 

I'm feeling really guilty that I hollered at them today.

Thank goodness for nap time. I think it is just as vital for the mom as it is for the growing child. 

Now I can greet them with a smile when they awake.  

After all, who can stay crabby after looking at these cherubic little faces?