my MIL is here...
i thought she would be driving back and forth between us and her sister's house.
she is here. sleeping on the couch.
this has been difficult.
the house is small.
i am dreading the days after she leaves because the discipline has been very lax this last week.
she cannot say no.
she lets the boys run all over her.
every time i discipline them i feel guilty because, as she puts it, "i don't get to see them very often."
every word i say gets filtered through our last time together.
every look she gives me gets filtered through our last time together.
and it is hard to be a good hostess.
i am trying, Lord, i am. please give me grace and patience to last the week.
help me be Christ-like toward her. and hospitable. and treat her as You would treat me.