Count your blessings!

Last night Bella woke me up - as usual - with another really lame excuse. She wanted me to walk to the bathroom with her, and then she told me that she got scared. I was exhausted, and not pleased at all about the fact that she woke me up yet again. So my initial impulse was to scold her and tell her to leave me alone and go back to bed ... but then I thought about those poor parents in Oklahoma that may never be able to hold their children again, and who would give anything to be in my place. So instead of yelling at her, I moved over and allowed her to jump on my side of the bed.