While the freshly bathed boys plays legos in the living room, and hubby does his magic in the kitchen, I am nursing my steiny and listening to the padora playing in the next room. The boys are called to the table to plates loaded down. Guess someone got their holiday bonus. I love these moments... when the boys are laughing about their day at school and fighting over legos. A husband slaving over a hot stove, and looking at me with pleasing eyes. How did I get to be so blessed? I thank the Lord each night I get to wake up to being loved and wanted.
At least for now while the boys still think Im cool, and my husband and I are still in HoneyMoon mode.
