I'm feeling especially grateful for my darling children.
Hendrix gave us quite the scare yesterday.
I won't go into details here on the blog, but lets just say it involved Hendrix running off.
Me panicking (of course) and screaming his name and not knowing where he was.
And Hendrix being found by a police officer.
It wasn't long, thank heavens.
But maybe the most scary 10 minutes of my life.
I'm grateful that prayers are answered.