read scriptures, pray … and eat an oreo.

I may or may not have given Willy his first taste of the cream inside an oreo today.

I admittedly am an oreo addict (no joke) and now that he's getting more alert and more interested in what I am doing I couldn't bear to eat one right in front of him without sharing.

So share I did.

As soon as he sucked the cream of the tip of my finger he got the biggest smile on his face.

Yes, son, pure joy right there.  You're welcome.

Those little "heaven cookies" - as I call them - are my saving grace during the longest and hardest of days.

As a stay-at-home mom, if I start my day with scriptures, prayer, and an oreo, I'm good to go.