Celebrate good times!

My girls are eating French cut green beans!
Why is this something to celebrate? Because they usually eat regular cut green beans. Still, why celebrate you may ask? Because my girls not only eat just a few items, but those few have to be the same, every time. It was just six months ago that if a perfectly acceptable dinner were placed before them but the chicken was not exactly at 6 o'clock, the rice at 9 o'clock, etc. then it would not do. And just rotating the plate was not sufficient. I had to replate the whole thing and start over. And no more than a year ago, no one in this house even had the language to tell me what the problem was so they just screamed. And screamed and screamed and screamed. Leaving Jimmy and I little choice but to scurry about hoping to to hit on the the thing that was the problem. Sometimes succeeding and sometimes failing. It was so stressful and frustrating and sad.
But not anymore.
Tonight they ate French cut beans!
Tonight we celebrate!

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Yet to all who received him, to those who believed in his name, he gave the right to become children of God.
John 1:12 NIV