I know we have those days (maybe too many for me!), the days where we create a massive out-of-control thunderstorm within. Today was my day... Boys scratched my newly refinished turquoise table, 3 milk spills in one meal setting, Legos everywhere, poop, 4 whiney pants, headache, and making myself miserably drown in a puddle of self-pity.
Then we had a real thunderstorm. Lightening. Hard, hard rain. Strong wind. Lost power, even.
The storm died down, and the sun peeked out offering warmth again and reassurance it was still there.