Home.

My oh my, some days it pierces my heart how beautiful life is.  Like, when I get to sneak in and peak on my baby sleeping. 

Or scoop her up from a nap.

or watch the two middles get along for .0000000004 seconds and dance together.

or take selfies after an afternoon bath.

or do laundry with her at my feet.

I was totally replaceable at my tv station job---not this place.  Some days I sort of wish I was though...ha!

There are days I feel the urgency to tell Michael how grateful I am that I get to stay home.

I think if I tell him often it will be like this forever.

However, I don't want gymnastics to last forever.  Hours of watching cartwheels and keeping Christian and Mary entertained is exhausting.  How do you like my fake "I'm watching! Good job" wave at gymnastics?  *Photo creds to a 3 year old boy.