Stocking up on kleenex…
Oh, the raw joy and pain of a mother’s heart.
Small, meaningful changes going on around here…
from swift, strong kicks all day long from this little one
to coming together as a family
in ways the I pray will resonate thru eternity.
The garden is in… (almost)
The heat is on.
The pathetic little kiddy pool out.
And the frogs are singing loudly.
Humid, horrid and hot.
We love summer.