Monday, May 5, 2014


Cora was not feeling the morning today. I went in to help get her out of bed and she was grumbling about wanting school to be over. Then this happened:

Me: You know babe, I know how you feel. Mondays are hard. But you know what I said to myself this morning. I got up and said "I choose to be happy today." Because being happy IS a choice. It's not something someone does to us or for us ya know. Some people don't know that.

Cora: *stretching* Today, I choose to be... grumpy.


Cora is clearly not owning my super insightful mother-of-the-year platitudes. Tonight at dinner we were talking about Native Americans so I told the girls the old tale of the two wolves inside each of us. I ended by saying:

Me: So basically, whatever you look for, you'll find it. If you look for anger and hate, you'll find it. If you look for kindness and love, you'll find it.

To which Cora responded

Cora:  I'm looking for chunks of gold.


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