All That I Have Sown {10}




Happy Saturday, friends! Just want to let you all know that we are still organizing things here at my parent’s house. My computer isn’t set up yet, but I snag moments on Brian’s laptop when I can. Hopefully we’ll have my computer up and running this weekend so I can get back into the swing of things. Thanks for stopping by!

  • Apartment cleaned, shiny surfaces, keys turned in. Goodbye Mission Grove Park Apartments.
  • A job well done
  • Rest after hard work
  • My parent’s house on the lake
  • Parent’s so generous with their time
  • Life a whirlwind
  • Kids so happy
  • Someone to help with dinners and dishes! (Brian’s very helpful, but he can’t do the dinner dishes when he’s at work. *smile*)
  • Huge washer and dryer
  • Kids entertained–so many new things explore and experience
  • Walks around the lake under the sunshine
  • Ducks!
  • Abby running up to the ducks, saying “Quack, quack!”
  • Abby running away from the ducks, yelling, “Scary, scary!” (They are huge–the size of her.)
  • Hudson’s Space Book
  • Hours and hours of reading the space book
  • The solar system song
  • Doing “school” on the kitchen table. (I’m not home-schooling, but since we moved Hudson is out of preschool early. I’m carrying it on at home until he starts Kindergarten in the fall. So, wait? Maybe it is home-preschool?? Ha.)
  • Abby drawing, so carefully
  • New running clothes!
  • Running again. The burn, the air in my lungs, the time to think. Loving every moment, even when it hurts.
  • Friends. So thankful.
  • Girls who inspire me
  • Baby Liana! (Congratulations, Erin and Bruce!)
  • New life. I tear up every time.
  • Rain on windows. We need it so badly here in the I.E.
  • Kids up early (not something to be thankful for in and of itself, but I’m thankful for the pancake breakfast we had!)
  • Hudson’s words earlier this week, “Mom, were you born out of Granma’s tummy?” 
  • And again, “When I was in your tummy, could I see your bones?”
  • Life, and another day to live. Thank you

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