Lately life has been full of the everyday things that define this stage of our life, a life with little ones in the house.
A few weeks ago, on a perfect spring Sunday, we were on our way home from church when we spontaneously decided, a picnic in the foothills was the perfect way to spend our afternoon. We stopped off at a grocery store and picked up all the makings for sandwiches and drove to Knights Ferry.
All in all March has been a very packed month so far, which has made me appreciate all the more my days at home with the kiddos.
So I bought these cookies at the store the other day. They’re an off brand $1.99 a package, generic cookie. I thought they’d be good enough for the children. Oh if I had only known…
If I had only known how good they would be, how they would haunt my dreams… I would have never let them in the house.
We made a trip to the library too. There is just nothing like that “post-library-trip-quietness” that descends on the house. Three children sitting mesmerized on the couch, pouring over every page of every book. It’s almost worth the astronomic late fees we always manage to incur.
Today was the first day of spring. We celebrated by taking a morning walk in our PJ’s to pick blossoms and daffodils to bring in the house. The house needed some fresh springiness. The windows were thrown open, every room got a good scrubbing, and there were flowers on the table…
It was a good day, and now it is time to lay my weary head on my freshly washed pillow and tuck my tired feet into my clean sheets.
Good night friends, April