Real (I guess I had a lot to say! This took 10 minutes)
Wrote this when the kids were in bed, except Hailey practicing her cross stitching. Blake was fixing our friend’s computer.
Real is life. For example:
I am sitting in an oversized shirt of Blake’s that says “Growing old is mandatory. Growing old is optional.” Because it is super comfortable and the first shirt I grabbed. No, I don’t have a bra on, thanks for asking. It is 9:15 pm and it has been a great and long and fun and exhausting day.
Real is a white table we painted white as a family, but is now getting all scuffed and messed up because I didn’t put a sealant on it. And I guess I don’t feel too bad about it because we might just have a great time painting it again. The scuffed table is semi covered with paint from a paint project the kids did earlier because they had watched tv for 3 (4?) hours this morning. Because they wake up extremely early and because I slept till 8:30. Because it’s spring break for crying out loud! And they already watched enough tv this morning, so was trying to keep them busy. Which is much easier said than done.
Most recent photo of what I wouldn't trade anything for!