Bryn had set up the whole living room in a nice walking course, taking all the cushions off of the couch and laying them on the floor, and placing toys strategically in a pathway. He circled this course several times, tweaking it here and there, and testing his speed and the durability of the design. Then he said to me, "Walk with me, Mom."
And off we went. On our trek. Over cushions and past toys, around and around.
I love to write. I think too much. I want the world to make sense. I am an optimist. I have everything I've ever wanted, but I still want more. I am loyal. To a fault. I have a lot of growing to do still. I want God to use me but struggle to give Him full control. I love my whole big family. I've been married for 15 years to my Hunny. I have 5 energetic and wonderful children here with me and 3 waiting in heaven. I love being creative. I think there is too much stuff in this world that I want to do still. I think everything is relevant. I think that I don't make a lot of sense.
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Too cute! Glad to see the comments are working now too!
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