Thought for the morning

You know, we can all wax poetic about the glorious vocation of motherhood, and find all sorts of deep spiritual lessons from the activities of the day, but this morning I can't stop laughing at the thought that *MY* personal path to holiness -- lovingly planned and hand picked by God Himself -- is peppered with such questions as:

"What did you just eat off the floor?"

"What the heck is that smell?" and

"Why are the Rice Krispies in the bathroom?"

[those are three questions I've asked within the past hour, by the way]