Yesterday was a hectic day, mainly because I was on the road three hours just prior to school pick up. I was kind of pleased Rachel's horseback instructor cancelled her lesson, which allowed me time to run to the grocery store to get something for dinner (I cooked maybe once last week?) and to begin the week by working out :).

While I was cooking, Thomas walked in the kitchen. I smiled at him but inwardly I was thinking just how fast he was growing up and how I wanted to slow it down. I think he read something in my smile because he said "You look pretty, Mom." The truth was, I felt anything BUT pretty after my drive through Atlanta, little sleep the previous night, "glowing" from my earlier work out ;).... His words instantly changed the way I felt. He walked over to hug me, and a great song was playing, "What If" by Nichole Nordeman. I just held onto him and we started dancing. He didn't even seem to mind 'cause he didn't let go either.

One of those sweet moments to savor. I've already forgotten what we had for dinner but I hope I'll always remember to take time to dance.