The windows are open and the house smells like morning. The fresh summer kind full of adventure and intrigue.
That in itself is full of promise.
The best kind.
I got up, and the kids and I did much of our old routine. You know, oatmeal for breakfast, clean a bit while listening to Classical music (because classical makes kids smart or something like that).
Faye took longer to eat, like usual. When she started asking to get down, I never imagined what I would find.
head to toe
with her breakfast.
And me without my camera.
I didn't have time to run down and get it, she was so impatient to get down.
Rather than spend forever washing her with a washcloth, I just threw her in the shower.
The kids love a morning shower.
Can't say that I blame them.
On the docket for today:
A gander down into the Hollow with friends.
Keith is going to the movies with his cousin and grandmother.
Faye and I will meet up with a dear friend I haven't seen in ages.
Possibly make another trip to The Hollow with her and her son.
And fit potty training in there, because doesn't she look adorable in her cute little undies?
You make me happy. Thank you for beginning so wonderfully. Please continue in the same manner all day.