Take time to smell the roses...

Sunday mornings are always interesting because I have to get the boys and myself to church before 10 am, looking at least half decent. =) Sometimes at least one of us is in our pajamas. (Not usually me). Hey, Sam's a baby. He can still get away with it! Anyway, we've gotten into somewhat of a routine, so usually it's not too bad. This morning we were in low gear, not running late in a stressed-out way, just going in slow motion. We pulled out of the driveway at 9:54. Luckily, church is just around the corner. Isaiah was being kind of pokey as we walked from the car into the church. Before I got a chance to tell him to hurry up, which I was about to do, he stopped on the sidewalk. "Mommy, what kind of flowers are those?" "Buttercups," I said, smiling. Thank goodness we have kids to help us remember to enjoy the beauty God has given us.