Look at that little fit-thrower. Sheesh I love her.
I mean, yeah. Probably.
But for this Monday midnight hour, with my husband's even breathing keeping a slow rhythm beside me, and a prayer in my heart of sincere thanks for both of my healthy growing babies, I'm practicing the art of being.
Being a mother.
Being a student.
Being a wife.
And being grateful.
Oh so, so grateful.
Happy Thanks Giving week, my friends.
the Horneys and our little bear.