My night started with thoughts of how bummed I am that Tyson is going back to school tomorrow (Breanne starts next Monday), all the mornings waking up early, dragging a sleepy boy out of bed, all the homework that will have to be done, all the complaining I will have to hear, all the lunches that will have to be made, all the driving around I will have to do. Then I read Nie Nies blog again and I cried and cried some more. Then I went down to look at Ty sleeping and snatched a picture of him.



I no longer feel like complaining.