Sometimes as a mom, I feel bad. Maybe homework doesn't all get done, or I'm snappy at the kids, or we have junk for dinner. But then, this morning our two-year old is snuggled in our bed and from the other room I hear him laughing and giggling. I go in and he is laughing in his sleep. Wow - he's even happy when he's asleep. And then I realize, I must be doing something right.
