at present my children are hooligans. they poke out their papa's eyes, steal my rain boots, eat all the raspberries meant for preserves, pull themselves up and peek out the side of the crib when mama didn't even know they could do such a thing, they've been hand holding, face planting, pointing sticks in my face and saying "Wingardium Leviosa", tree climbing, and keeping me on my toes to say the least. there really is never a dull moment around here, like ever.
i swear documenting our daily and in every way ordinary life makes me treasure the small and the fleeting. I'm constantly reminded that my life is full of joy.