A seriously sweet reader commented yesterday that my house seemed so peaceful. I realized oh so quickly, that that is indeed what yesterdays post lead one to believe! While yes, at times there are glimmers of peace within these walls, and in general we live simply enough to extract the maximum amount of peace one could imagine, the reality is this is really, truly NOT the way I would describe my household. So, I ran around the house today with my camera and took a few quick snapshots to portray a more accurate image of our mornings.
(Two pics of from the bottom is a Rowan who is really mad that his butter melted, nothing unusual, and brother telling him “shush he is hurting his ears” Ahh… the sounds of peace)
Excited, immersed in make believe, messy, creative, genuine, musical, theatrical, comical, and generally really loud is more like it. Thank you Jessie for the compliment. I do think we have moments of peace, but I had to show the other side too, just in case someone was curious.