A record of the incessant and trivial chatter running through my head.
 I logged in today to do what I could to thwart my sneaky husbands plan–blog hijacker he is. (He called me the Navy Seals to his Isis plan today–funny, isn’t he?) I thought I would pepper my sarcastic responses to what most certainly be a sweet, snarky anniversary post. However, his post had me laughing […]    .jpg) It’s here. They’re here. Finally, finally. After counting months and then weeks and then days and even today–hours. Finally they are here. The dog days of summer are here. They obliged me this morning. (Chanelle helped by holding her siblings captive.) A rare occurrence for us. All three in the frame and (almost) looking at […]
.jpg) It seemed like such a great idea at the time. Chad and I whispered quietly about it when the kids weren’t paying attention to us. (Lets face it, they rarely pay attention to us unless they are hungry or need help reaching something from a high place–in which case they ask Chad because, unfortunately, I’m […]
.jpg) For years I’ve had a mantra. I’ve held it close to my heart. I’ve whispered it quietly under my breath. I’ve claimed it as my own and wrapped the simple words around me like a life jacket when the depths of the unknown waters before me were terrifying. The words were nothing profound, nor did they carry in […] .jpg) The house is quiet. A rare quiet. Chad is gone for the day and just a bit ago three little bodies trailed my in-laws out the door for a couple of hours. The evening golden light is streaming through the living room and only tiny squawks, from an apparent vibrant dream, escape from our Doodles mouth. […] |
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I read this smiling.
You two.
What an inspiration. But better yet? I love that your kids are going to get to read this one day… and smile… and understand.
Well done, you two.
Happy anniversary. Here’s to 15 + 15 + 15 + 15 + 15 more.
Thank you, Kylee. I (we) appreciate your words very much.