Brushing Quinn's teeth in our household is a battle. Period. He has an exciting Elmo toothbrush but it is a frustrating process. Sometimes we don't brush teeth. Sometimes we do brush teeth. Sometimes brushing teeth results in Quinn throwing up. Tonight it resulted in Quinn throwing up and mom being very, very frustrated. Irritated. Angry. Grrr...so while Ryan washed out Quinn's pajamas I was holding Quinn over the kitchen sink in case had more to throw up. And I was frustrated.
Quinn had been crying,
and then said,
"Be patient...be patient."
I thought I was going to cry.
Out of the mouths of babes...I think the Lord was talking to me.