Most nights I come home from work to find dinner on the table and two smiling kids who have been picked up from school, bathed, one who has practiced her violin and the other her rolling over, and not a trace left of the breakfast dishes in the kitchen. Tonight I came home in the rain to find a house full of light, one six-year-old sketching like mad with my old Prismacolors that I gave her last night and one four-month-old using dad for a pillow. Warm, dry, cozy and together…that’s the best treat to come home to.
Oh that’s the cutest picture… M’s smile is priceless!
Sounds like a very good scene to get home to, whether rainy or not.
There’s nothing sweeter than a freshly bathed baby in a snug sleeper! She’s a doll, can’t wait to cuddle her.
I couldn’t help but laugh about your pumpkin… debacle! Of course you can link! Thanks! I check out your site everyday and love love love it. Hope all is as well as it appears… peace.