Something about a gratitude attitude that changes your focus. Sensing a change coming...
6. My sense of humor. Spent a few quality minutes with the Goob before school this morning. Shared a laugh or two.
7. My sense of touch. Came back from dropping the Goob off at school and spent a few quality minutes snuggling with the STP.
8. My sense of smell. In between making the Goob's lunch and making love I made a pan of brownies. The whole house smells like chocolate.
9. My sense of taste. Debating whether I should indulge it with a cup of chai latte accompanied by a brownie...
10. My sense of right and wrong. Would it be wrong to serve the brownies to company without having taste tested them first?
That's exactly what I thought.
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