It’s my kidos who continually remind me of what it truly means to be thankful. I am reminded of how thankful Brice once was for bird poop; while driving to Texas we pulled into a rest stop where hundreds of birds swarmed overhead and the sidewalk was covered in white droppings, which that bright-eyed little boy found to be utterly fascinating. That evening in his prayers, he mentioned the poop. My children’s prayers are always filled with gratitude for the simplicities of life and they always remember EVERYONE. Maybe it’s an attempt to stall bedtime… but they list mom and dad, each other, grandmas and grandpas, aunts and uncles, friends, Sunday school teachers, the boy we met at the park, the lady who talked to them in the grocery store and the young man at the McDonald’s drive-thru. People I often take for granted. Today, as reminded by my kids, I am thankful for every relationship God brings into my life. And I pray that I would treat each person with thankfulness and appreciation.
Published by Tiffanie Lloyd
I am a detail-oriented and energetic multi-tasker traveling at the side of my best friend, and momma to eight amazing kids. God has gifted me with creativity; I'm an entrepreneur, writer, and photographer with a passion for women's health, particularity in childbirth. I'm a Parenting and Childbirth Educator, Doula, Breastfeeding Counselor, and working toward certification as a Holistic Nutritionist. Thanks for stoping by! Be sure to check out my archives, and sign up for notifications about new posts! View more posts