I’m not sure the odds were against it but I can’t help but feel like luck was on my side when my sons met and then married these three amazing women. Each one of them is completely different and each of them is perfect for the son they married.
Against the odds or not, I love all of them and I’m thankful they’re a part of our family.
As I was scrolling through photos on my computer for this post a few minutes ago I also came across this picture of me with my siblings. It made me wonder what the odds are of the same two people having four children, with just one of them being so darn tall?
I’m headed down to New Orleans for some Mardi Gras revelry this weekend, hoping to come home with one of the coveted decorated high heels thrown at the Muses Parade. Something tells me the odds are NOT in my favor for that particular wish but I’m willing to bet fun will be had anyway and I’m also willing to bet the photo ops will be abundant.
May all the odds be in your favor this coming week.