Feel like crap.

The boys were being a terror on Monday and Liam has been really testing limits lately and driving me nuts. I've been complaining about their behavior to everyone. Then last night I found out a friend of mine's little girl lost her battle with leukemia. She was about 3 weeks younger than Liam. Who am I to complain about a little limit testing? I am lucky enough to have two healthy boys with me every day. I'm sure my friend would give anything to have her little girl be a terror to her. I don't think there are enough hugs and kisses to give my boys today.