they are where my heart is. their daddy and them.
oh how i missed them.
23 hours away. that is the most i've ever been gone from my littlest. and even though it was nice...getting dressed up and staying clean and fresh (no food or strange smells at the end of my work time). memorizing and learning and doing great on my test ...it felt good and it was easy. easy to get a good grade on a test, easy to get dressed nice, easy to be around other people where we talked work related things. i had complete control and that was nice. it was a nice change of pace, a break from the norm. still...i missed them. i'm glad once i start working it won't be for more than a few hours and daddy will be home with them. and i'm glad i had that experience because it makes me appreciate the tantrums, it makes me appreciate the daily grind of laundry, dishes, lunches, spills, tears, and all the little things, good and bad and sometimes hard things that make up our day. the hard things....bad naps, fussy boys, short nights and long days...i only have to think back to what i might be doing instead...and i am reminded that i am blessed to be home with them. i like being here for every little thing. even if it means missing out on other things like nice trips and a bigger home or fancier car. even if it means scraping by each month. i'm blessed to be home and i feel blessed that i can work too. i'm with a great company that is flexible and i only have to work a few hours a week. it works for us. it works for our family.
i missed them. today was our first day back. just us. and it felt good. waking up to their smiles. baking muffins for our camping trip. rocking lucas to sleep for his morning nap. going on an outing to the park. coming home and having lunch with daddy. oh how i missed lunch time with hubby last week! tantrums and all...i missed them.
last night i watched caleb sleep (door open, light on again...) he was smilng in his sleep. big ol' dimples and i had a flash back to his baby days. those dimples big on his chunky cheeks. it was yesterday wasn't it? now he's almost three and it is hard to remember those baby days. i forget them most days. but every now and then a memory comes back and i smile. i'm glad for these days home with my boys. i wouldn't change a thing.

























