Overheard in my dining room this morning:
Timothy (coming in from outdoor play, and looking carefully around the dining room): "Who's coming over?"
Momma: "No one. Why?"
Timothy (taking off his shoes): "Then why is the house so clean?"
I am humbled by this, knowing that for four years, my house has been disheveled--except when guests were expected. Now that my new sleep schedule has commenced, I am able to keep up nicely. I'm ashamed to admit that in the past I used my children as an excuse. Yes, they keep me busy, but I still could have been a decent homemaker, loving them abundantly and consistently all the while.
I'm sorry Lord. From now on, my best only.
Other tidbit: My Anna Grace (9 months) is walking everywhere! Camera seems broken. Hoping new batteries will do the trick, but I doubt it. The batteries are fairly new.