Apples.

Today I cheated.

It was our turn to take snacks to school and they had to be “fruit.”

My five year old insisted on taking apples but instead of cutting up a zillion apples and putting them in baggies, I got lucky.

I found these pre-made apple snacks that include cheese and pretzels at Wamart.

Hallelujah chorus begin!

He was pretty excited to take them but I was happy for feeling somewhat like a crafty mamma.

I am not a crafty mamma.

I do what I can to get by, but for the most part Pinterest alludes me. And some of the Facebook things I see sometimes make me feel ashamed. They don’t always make me feel like a good mom.

It’s then that I realize that I am enough just on my own. I may not be perfect—but NOTHING is. No one is perfect. It is merely a temporary illusion and I need to stop comparing myself to others.

So, until the next snack day—peace out with these crafty little trays. I feel good about them and ultimately God wants me to be happy and to feel good about everything. And Amen to that!

“The Lord bless you, and keep you…and give you peace.” Numbers 6:24, 26

apples.