Learing to be a kid again.

Dancing in the living room with The Boss is one of the greatest pleasures to life. The music plays softly (it is posted on my sidebar if you are interested in what we have been dancing to lately) and we twirl and jump and skip around the room. What does it matter that we are both still in our jammies? Who cares that there are baskets of laundry waiting to be folded and put away? Who cares that there are dishes in the sink? What matters is that The Boss is teaching me the joys of youth. We are spinning around and laughing and that is what life is all about.

Yesterday I learned what Idumea is. It is the name that God has for the world.


Noodle said…
The best part of being a kid agian is laundry an dishes and all "adult" stuff can be put on hold and you can just have a blast. Listening to my child giggle is the best part of the day. She doesn't care about the "mess" and still loves me so I guess it's all right.
Familia Morales said…
Amy Harris? Is this you? If not, then um, I'm sorry. This is Melissa (Brown) Morales--you know, from way back when. I found you through Leslie Bennett. You've got a cute little boy.
Kristen's Raw said…
Those pics are adorable :)

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