On Sunday morning I looked out my back windows and saw this:
What is it about the sight of a hot air balloon on a still, summer morning? It just sets your week off with the right tone. And that it did.
Laying in bed on Wednesday night, long after the kids had gone to bed, I looked over at Brock and told him “today was a good day”. Nothing spectacular, nothing earth shattering just a good old fashioned day of hard work, laughter and tired kiddos.
Today was another one of those good days. As the girls sleep, the boy lays curled up on my feet while I type. He looks like this now.
His colors are starting to fade from the dark brown he was born with to the wheat color he will live his life as. It makes me a touch sad to have such a visual reminder of how quickly time can move. But I am glad now that we took this chance on that crazy dog. He makes the end of the day so perfect.
So on to the summary from the week. The following have spoken to me to over the last seven days- all in their own way and for their own reasons.
What I am listening to this week:
People wonder why I love bluegrass and country. This is it. Loving the cover of Born this Way!
What I am reading this week:
Yes I really did just finish this book! AND Brock and I are taking the girls to see Jase speak in Columbus at the end of July. I don’t care if you judge me.
What moved me this week:
I heard this story on my way into work this morning. It stopped me in my tracks.