Coincidence?

I have a feeling things are happening for a reason around here. My broken leg= me having to SLOW down and let Michael take care of everything, while he has to now DO everything I did around here. Yesterday morning he even said, "Thank you" for getting up with the baby these past 7 months (he means 5.5 years but I'll let it go). He's been having to bring her to me to feed during the night. And trust me that's not all he's been having to do. I'll owe him big time after this thing come off my leg!

I don't think it was any coincidence that I saw these two adorable old folks in the office right before I got word of my broken leg.

We are just being given an obstacle for now. I'm sure they have had their share too.