In the car, Zeke asked if we can take a picture with slushies on our heads. So I will praise Him anyway.
Molly reminded Blake that "You always have your brothers for friends." And I praised Him.
Dinner with all my babies at the same table, eating off each others' plates and all talking at once. I praised Him still.
I can choose to be grumpy that the bureaucratic system is hindering Etienne and Zeke from sharing our last name. Or I can be thankful that I live with them in my arms every day. There are more than 143million orphans in the world and my boys are 2 less. No matter what the judge may say.