Mother of Intolerence. Do you ever feel like you could win that one? I do. Today. I start the day with so much hope, so much promise, so much...solitude. Then instantly it ends. "I'M AWAAAAAKE!" And if he had a bigger vocabulary he would say, "I'm awake and just to forewarn you, I am very grumpy and I will get up only to throw a tantrum because I didn't have everything I wanted ready for me".
We just turned two- it's going to be a very long year. I was once told by a priest that Mary at one point had a two year old. I just can't picture Jesus EVER throwing his cup because it wasn't the drink of choice. Patience, patience, patience.