Today we decided to pick up Papa Murphy's for dinner.
Things like that happen when Mama is tired.
There was a guy who got to the door before I'd gotten all the kids out of the car.
He waited until we were all ready to go in so he could hold the door open for us.
In the cold. Without a jacket.
Proof that good people do still exist.
And then the kids shared the chalkboard so nicely while I placed our order.