Of Cough Syrup & Perspective -

random picture i found uploading tonight - based on the perspective i'm guessing molly took it - i like it

Perspective n. the capacity to view things in their true relations or relative importance.

I'm kinda thinking what I thought was of relative importance was off today ....

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The pot on the stove is washed & ready for oatmeal in the morning.

I washed my new kitchen rug & just laid it out.

There is a candle burning on the table.

The washing machine & dryer are running.

There's a baseball, cough syrup & an atm card sitting on the counter.

It was duct tape night at Awana tonight.

The honest truth is I don't like duct tape night.

Sailor woke me up out of a dead sleep last night to tell me Regan 'might need some help.'

She did need help.

She was coughing so badly.

There is a big bowl of onions & sweet potatoes on the dryer.

Who are we, that we eat that now .... regularly : )

I still need to print off a few things for Sailor - she's going to the theater tomorrow. Like real stage, live actors theater.

I love fine arts.

It was suppose to rain today. Jack asked at lunch why it hadn't yet, as if I was somehow in charge of weather patterns ....

I don't run the universe, dude.

(.... well right now, just yours ;)

We work hard ... he & I. Way before the sun is up (he) way after the sun goes down (me) when it is up (he&me).

I bought too much food the other night. Not too much as in we won't eat it, just too much as in we had no room to put it. He especially thought I went a little overkill on squash & breads.

It was all very funny. You would've just had to have been there.

I'm not sure what is catching your eye in that picture ... there is so much going on. It was after he'd helped me put most of the food away .... except for that one last squash sitting there. He'd given up by that point. 

You must laugh ....
or you will just become overwhelmed & then cry.

I did cry the other day.

Not over squash or the fact that the sun was already very well set & there was still a million zillion things to do.

The boys were dancing to music like that.

And they were sitting all beautiful like this.

I was shopping totes in the garage for more shoes for Molly & long sleeve things for Chady.

Are you confused?
Why would that cause tears?
:)

It did, it just did.

They are already like 7 & 8 not 3 & 4. Even the little girls are older than that. I know 4 & 5 is hardly older than 3 & 4, but still .....

So moving on.
A few clicks from an all family work day. 

 

Mister C Calvin loves himself the broom. Inside he helps himself to 'sweeping' or just flat out making sure I have a broom in my possession.

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My candle is pretty much gone. The washer has stopped. They have all been sleeping for hours already. 

Morning is coming. 

So are His mercies.

Goodnight.