"When you called me to be a Mama, You didn't ask for perfection. But that with every breath, I'd point them to You."

Friday, March 21, 2014

outside.

Finally. A little bit of fresh air last night and the boys went to bed with some extra yawns and extra contentment.






(She dug a hole for herself in this last year when she was just a kitten. She can't get all the way out, but she loves to peak her head out and watch the birdies. And yes, I realize it looks ridiculous.)


























 

Happy Friday!