There's something about rolled up blue jeans and bare feet in the grass.
The boy is suffering from severe allergies, along with all the folks in South Carolina. We visited the doctor today and after a screaming fit, he told the doctor "Thank ya so much. Good job, Brady did it."
I adore his self encouragement.
Brady J's room is together for now. I finished my "no sew" bed skirt. and it turned out pretty well!
I've got to learn to sew next. Got to.
Miss Marcy has within the past week become the most cheerful little angel.
Still loves to be held...pretty much always. She makes me so happy.
Oh, and she giggles now. She's still my little monkey, almost always strapped on to mama and so glad to be carried around throughout the day. I love having her so close, myself.
Last summer before our deck was started, our favorite place was the front porch.
I've felt like it's been neglected, so tonight Brady and I both sat in the swing,
read books and listened to the thunderstorm under a blanket.
I still love it just as much.
Another favorite thing of mine every spring are these glorious plants.
Cilantro. Sweet Basil. More Cilantro and Mints of all kinds!
Brian even surprised me with chocolate mint...
I'm sure I can find a use for that.
While I was downtown last Saturday sharing french toast and grits with the best friend I've ever had, my husband sent a picture to me from home.
I fell in love all over again.
Life's been crazy lately- something I've learned is now routine. A routine chaos. Seriously as a mom of two babies, I question daily my strength to make it until bedtime. I've never known this type of exhaustion...or how empty my life was until I had a family.
So much happens on a daily basis, so many things that they don't even belong in a blog post.
Life did, however, slow down for one beautiful moment this week.
It was the first time Brady said (by himself and at a very random time...)
I love you, mama.