I would love a sneak peak inside every other home in America. Specifically those with young kids. On Sundays. When everyone's fighting and screaming and laughing and running and enjoying and doing art and eating... And fighting and screaming...
When I was young, my parents had activities for us to do on Sunday and their main goal was to make us peaceful so we (and they) could feel peace. Twenty years later, all I want to do now is feel a little peace on Sundays. Quite the contrary. I feel like the ref at a UFC fight.
But it wasn't all bad.
We ate some warm bread just now and the girls are sitting quietly. One more hour until bedtime. Lillie's just thrown her dinner on the floor and all the other normal things she does.
So we start another week (hooray!). That's one week closer to the big extrication. The one where I cease to house a body underneath a very thin layer of stretchy skin.
I can't believe she'll turn into one of the above. It's quite the miracle.
6 comments:
I'm loving the Sunday photos. Such beauties!
such a great idea Sarah. Our house sounds pretty much the same...
p.s. mind if I follow suit and take Sunday photos too?
p.p.s.got your email...I'll email soon.
i cant wait to see that empty left corner of this picture filled with that new angel face...
I love the photos of your girls!
Yep...one more week closer. It seems like it has gone by SO fast. I also feel like I am SO ready, but not quite. :) We're in Spring Break week which is awesome.
You have such beautiful girls...I can't wait to see your 4th.
Sunday can be really long. With morning church finishing at 12 we get home have lunch and then hang. I look at the clock in the belief that dinner time is not far away but despair when the clock tells me it's only 1:30.
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