If any of you have "rock 'em, sock 'em" robots, you know how they are shaped, and I just want you to imagine, if you will, the pain of stepping on them in the dark without any shoes on. These toys had not yet been put away from a play session from earlier in the day, unfortunately for me. Seeing as how the baby was finally asleep, I really had to contain my intense desire to shriek something less-than-pleasant from my mouth. (Did I mention we are doing an Andy Stanley study in our small group called, "It Came From Within" which deals with the heart and what lies in it?)
After I had composed myself (I tend to be a little dramatic, but it HURT!), I felt the arms of my little one wrap around me and a timid, "I'm so sorry, Mommy," was whispered in my ear. Tears sprang to my eyes (as they often do when I'm treated with such tenderness by the men in my life).
I'm glad I had an encounter with those silly red and blue robots. It was just another opportunity for me to be reminded how great it is to be the Queen of my Castle.