Some times the days are long. All I see are the toys scattered along what seems like every inch of our house and milk splatter stains on my chairs. I hear whining and crying and arguing over one toy among the 500 others. I feel like I've changed a million diapers, all while wiping runny noses and tear stained cheeks.
Really those are just fleeting moments mixed in with some of the sweetest days of our lives.
I look at these pictures and I can feel a tugging in my heart reminding me that I'm really going to miss these days. The coordinating outfits. The pure joy a few bubbles can bring. Sweet sisters holding hands and giggling together. Long afternoons spent playing outside in the yard. Hilarious conversations only possible with a 3 year old, big bear hugs from a 20 month old and sweet smiles from a 9 week old.
An old boss once told me "Sally, you have to take the grease with the gravy". Just a Southerners way of saying you take the good with the bad. And the truth is, there's a lot more good around here than bad. So I'll take my grease if it means I get a heaping helping of gravy with it!
2 comments:
I feel like I'm saying the same thing to myself all the time. What is making all this bubbles?!?? We need it! (cause you know we need 501 toys)
Hey Sally! I found your blog through your sister's blog.
You girls are absolutely precious!! Love seeing pictures of them!
Even though, I am a huge bama fan, love the note your husband sent to the teacher...that is too funny!!
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