But it really is the little things, isn't it? Today in the middle of being annoyed about something that doesn't really matter, I got emails that contained the two pictures below.
Lucy enjoying her day with her 5th grade buddy that she was so excited to meet:
Caroline playing doctor with her teacher:
They are both happy and healthy, and they both go to schools that stimulate them and have teachers that care about them. That, my internet friends, is what matters.
And this is what I need to tell myself when I get worked up over the things that don't really mean anything. As Steve always says, don't sweat the small stuff. And I usually roll my eyes at him and begrudgingly agree with his message.
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