Washing dishes...

There I was, washing dishes, listening to the happenings of seven (yes, they multiply here) kiddos in the house. I don't know where the trail of thought began. I only recall that it ended with - I have a charmed life. I have a great family. I adore my husband and kids. We are all healthy. There is food on the table and a roof over our heads. I have time to worry about the grass not being green enough and what color I should recover the living room furniture. I am certain I live in the top 1% of charmed lives and today I am especially thankful for it.