Wednesday, March 4, 2015
Tuesday, March 3, 2015
Monday, March 2, 2015
Sunday, March 1, 2015
Wednesday, February 4, 2015
(My Mother's parents)
The kids and I reading one night. It was a goucho pants kind of day.
William loving the water. See, another swimsuit picture. I'm trying here, people!
At the end of a hike with my dad and kids and cousins this summer.
Reading with William
I remember this day clearly because the house was a bomb and we were having the missionaries over. When all else fails, forget the house and have a tickle fight. Super responsible.
Tuesday, February 3, 2015
I am also going to start something new for all you wonderful people out there, just waiting to begin a writing journey of your own. I am going to let you know where I wrote each piece.
For example: My two youngest were upstairs making up a chanting song and I can hear them playing "bedtime". I have had 10 minutes to sit and take care of this prompt and post it. Yes, they are arguing a little bit, but if I wait until they aren't fighting or asleep, this might never happen!
Waiting for a train to go
or a bus to come, or a plane to go
or the mail to come, or the rain to go
or the phone to ring, or the snow to snow
or waiting around for a Yes or No
or waiting for their hair to grow.
Everyone is just waiting. (18)