We did have a bright spot in the midst of it all. Emma G and her friend (who happens to be five years older than her but also happens to share her love for baking) concocted a brilliant plan Friday evening. They (along with their siblings) decided to cook dinner for their parents. I helped them as needed with the menu, but they made the shopping list. I took them to the store, but they purchased the groceries with their own money. (I hated them spending their own money, but then I remembered that insisting on paying would rob them from the blessing.) They made salad and homemade pizzas, decorated the table with a tablecloth, candles and flowers, and even washed the dishes. I told you it was a bright spot in the midst of our dreary weekend.
Any bright spots in your weekend?