All in a Day

All in a Day’s work play:
I guess it depends on who you ask around here. These are some activities from our last 24 hours!




We emptied the cookie cutter drawer
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We made edible peanut butter play doh
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We played behind tried to tear down the curtain
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We rearranged the pantry by playing “store”
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We had great bubble baths!
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Hope your day is as great as ours has been!

It takes a village

Well, maybe it doesn’t take a village…but wouldn’t that be nice?  I am home alone tonight with the babies.  Everyone else had “things” to attend.  I was making bottles while listening to the babies cry impatiently “mom- a – moma – mom- a”.  The moments during the day when there is just one you and too many “to-do’s” left when you’re done for….well…that was one of them.




I was finishing up the bottles and I glanced out my kitchen window and saw the sweetest sight.  A little girl was on her scooter and her grandfather was lined up beside her with his best “ready, set, go” stance.  They took off and he kept up for a bit! I watched for a moment and realized that I had this HUGE smile on my face. I was quickly brought back to the task at hand….and the babies were satisfied and ready for bed.

That scene still stuck in my head, I sat down to write this.  How amazing that must be to have people  to invest in the lives of your children.  There must be so many great things to come from that.  I can only imagine that your sanity would be saved a little, your load would feel lighter, your marriage would be better.  I could go on and on.

What is the purpose of all of this rambling?  I’m not quite sure.  I guess it would be to tell you that if you are reading this and you have people,whether friends or family, who are in a position to pour love all over, into, and around your kids….Enjoy it!  It is certainly a special blessing.

Has to be love…..

It has to be love that:




-allows you to enter the nursery at 2 am and still smile at the one(s) who woke you

-coaxes you into blowing bubbles in the house one hour after mopping the floors

-causes you to eat the “rest” of anything off of a toddler’s plate for your lunch

-allows you to help with projects at midnight the night before they are due because your child “just remembered”

-causes you to wake during the night and think of uniforms that need to be put in the dryer before morning

-makes you consult “map” before leaving home and come up with exactly three points to highlight along the way, and repeat them every 1/2 mile until you have reached your destination

-change poopy diapers and be able to eat anything with gravy or mustard involved again

-causes you to clean off a paci by sucking on it to return it to a frantic baby (probably only after baby #2 though 🙂 )

-sustains you while you sit through awards banquets that consist of every child’s name being read at least twice

-search for pacifiers until the threat of knee replacement feels like a real possibility

-keep on loving when their sentences become grunts

I love my kids.  I love being a mama and all of the things that go with that.  It is not easy some days, but it is well worth it!

It had to be love that held him to that cross.  Nothing else could have ever made him take that punishment for my sins.  Thank you God for sending me your son and for giving me my sons and daughters to love.