Peaceful morning, the house is quiet. I’m making baby-girl’s lunch thinking “How in the world am I making her lunch for her to take to school?” That seems crazy to me. She is getting so big, so fast.
And the rest of the morning? I wish it was as calm and as smooth as this morning at 6 am. Alas, not the case. But, the Lord is good to me – my heart was thankful and my soul was calm. Red lights seemed to steer clear of me as we drove downtown, allowing us to arrive almost on time. This was a mercy as I didn’t allow enough wiggle room for baby brother’s overly active bowels since solids were introduced. (Sorry ‘bout that, just keeping it real). And then I showed up 30 minutes late for bible study. Oh well, we’ll try again next week. And sweet lady is tired (and a bit grumpy) as we prepare her for nap. This is OK, there is grace and momma’s arms for the tired.
Oh yes, and here’s our house. It’s a product of the crazy.
Clothes dumped out of above bag to make room…why do I have a dress-up dress with me? It’s just a part of mothering a three year old girl.
And the crazy sink…about to go fix that right now…sweet hubby cleaned them all last night for me (bless that man) – and I never put them away. I just grabbed the dishes as I needed them! But, such is life, right?
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We are starting our new Base Camp (CG) and had a BBQ last Sunday. Yesterday Abbie and I were talking about the new group and she kept asking with Abi Wallace and Annie and Emma were going to be there. She'll go with it but hard to explain at 2. Miss y'all!
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