Sometimes I Only Share the Good Parts

We've been experiencing more preschool difficulties lately.  Also, I think we've got some sibling rivalry (well, more precisely, a bit of jealousy for undivided parental attention) going on. 

But I would rather brush all of that aside and tell you that my heart swelled this morning when I dropped Georgia off at school and saw the wall of construction paper turkeys hanging outside her classroom, each of which were carefully decorated and named something the children were thankful for.

What did Georgia's say?  "I am thankful for my little sister June."   

Awwwwww.  I think my work here is done.