Boys, they just could care less how good they look when they go out the door...well, at least mine could care less.   My oldest (8) can not manage to wear  any appropriate coordinating colors.  I can not count how many times he's said he's ready to go only to be wearing his brown t-shirt with red and black basketball shorts.  (gag!)   My middle child (4) has started dressing himself and pulls his clothes from the "play clothes" drawer only.  Yesterday he put on his purple baseball shirt with his red and blue 70's style gym shorts.  (double gag!)  NO MORE!  Let me tell you, this little extra bit of effort on my part was worth it.  

I live in a state of mind that our God is everywhere and that He reveals himself in many ways every day.  I also live every day, taking for granted the most important details of my life.  When I say take for granted, I mean that I expect certain things and people to be who they are and where they are supposed to be.  I just expect to be able to call on my friends, kiss on my children, love my husband and have a home to come to.  My mind depends on our universe to be in order and everything in a proper place.  That is why I pick up toys and put them away, why I hang clothes on hangers and why I want my children in their beds at night.  It sometimes feels that the universe is constantly against me....then I am reminded that my God is everywhere and that He reveals himself to me in many ways every day.