Flooding in our "bone dry" basement.
Just in time for mother-in-law's arrival.
Flipping freezing out, wicked whipping wind.
Papa John is overtired.
Mama Kendra can't find a clean nursing bra.
Baby Girl has a mean cough.
Haven't rinsed any of the cloth diapers since last night so bathroom smells like the barn at the state fair...
My heart is content. God has provided for my every need. And given me a fine purpose here today.