I love the typical days when I look out the window and see this.
I also love the more unusual well-groomed days when I look at the window and see this.
For Mother's Day, Jason took our new camera outside and took some beautiful photos of the kids in their Easter dresses.
Today I have felt overcome by how lucky we are to have each other. With most of our kids at Grandma's house, the house has felt too quiet. I took Talia to the pool, but it wasn't as great without siblings to splash with. She misses them. I miss them too.
Yes, the house is much neater without all the spontaneous messes that come from impromptu crafts, forts, and puppet shows. But it's not nearly as much fun. Believe it or not, I actually miss picking up Annika's trail of stuffed animals adorned with hair bows and ribbon leashes.
Eli, I miss tripping over your Legos.
And Brooklyn, our house lacks a master orchestrator to help organize the day's imaginary adventures.
Thanks to each one of you for the privilege of being your Mom.
Come home soon. I miss you. Love, Mom