Totally Honest

Some days I think to myself . . .

So Heavenly Father when I am going to have a nice house to put things in, and money to play dress up, and a car that runs without fail, and a backyard, and time to learn to sew (or buy a sewing machine), and a day to cook dinner without being bothered, and, and, and . . .

Then I look at my life and think to myself.
All my needs are met and we have an abundance of love in our home, and we get to share each and every day with a darling girl and an outrageously handsome little boy.
Life is good.

I am so grateful.

for cheesy smiles . . .

for static cling and Daddy giggles . . .

for a silly boy . . .

for a tough girl . . .

for sleep . . .

for family near and far . . .

for Jamba Juice . . .

for diapers . . .

for story time . . .

for this face . . .

for a happy home . . .

and for my man who I get to share this wonderful life with!