This morning I got a text that I was going to have to teach two grades of Sunday school because the other teacher was not going to be there. Right away I got super stressed I don't handle last minute changes well & there are some wilds in the other class (😂😬) my son who can stay a 2nd service & be in the other class: "But momma don't you know I've been waiting for this moment (for me to be his teacher) for a long time now....I will help you" 😍🥺 And that's when I melted into a puddle..