If the boys didn't sleep...I don't think I would blog at all! The days seem to be so full and I have more duties than energy to complete them. This is the story of every mom's life, right? {grin}
The day seems to go by in a whirlwind of activity. Then, when the boys are all in bed and the house is quiet...I collapse into a heap on the couch. If I am fortunate, my hubby sits next to me and we watch something mindless on TV and chat about the events of our day.
Brad has been working in the evening...trying to keep up with the many classes he is teaching this semester and ministering to his students. The house is a mess. The toys strewn about the house are evidence of a hard day's work by our little boys. The messy kitchen is evidence of a meal prepared with love and shared around the table by our tribe. There is a pile of books near the rocking chair in our living room...further evidence of how this momma spent her afternoon. Sam has a new chapter book from the library resting on the table near the couch...evidence of the independent reader he has become. The evidence is everywhere....they are signs of life in this place. This is what makes this house our
home.
The pace of life is hectic...but, so incredibly rich. We're blessed. Brad has a job that he has been called to and he enjoys his work. He is blessed to work with some amazing colleagues and students who challenge and inspire him. We're parents to four healthy, happy, rambunctious little boys who are growing in stature and in faith. The laundry is never done, the kitchen is always littered with dirty dishes and crumbs on the floor, and there are toys scattered around the house...but, I honestly love it. Life is not without it's challenges...but, I wouldn't have it any other way (most of the time).
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| The Dynamic Duo (Caleb on left, Matthew on right) enjoying a book together. |
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| Sam working on a masterpiece. The date is incorrect. | ..the little boy is wonderful. |
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| Luke celebrated his 5th birthday on March 9th. I can hardly believe how quickly the time has passed. |
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