It's no secret - moving is exhausting and all encompassing.
The good news is we've mostly settled in.
The bad news is there are still plenty of projects to tackle.
My Mom told me, "It's a journey - not a destination."
Sounds like a fortune cookie statement, but just the one I need at this point, so I'm going with it.
The boys have taken to our new home like tiny rock stars. They don't stress one iota about paint color, floor stain, or furniture placement. Home, to them, is where their people are. I should take a page out of their little books.
The house we purchased has a "clubhouse" in the back yard. Kael took it upon himself to detail it like a boss. Little man put in the work and it is sparkling. He is so proud of himself. So is his mama.
Dax and Ace have been decorating the sidewalks like it's their job and breaking in the yard with golf clubs and scooters and soccer balls. They're dedicated worker bees in their own way. :)
We even baptized the bathroom floors with the splish splash of bath time.
We've found a way to work lazy Sunday mornings back into the equation...
With time to read the cereal boxes before church.
And the nights are equally as fun as long as we're snuggled in together with a brother or two, a cool new gadget, and a good book.
We are pretty blessed. And you're welcome in our casa anytime.
1 comment:
Looks amazing! And a playhouse?? Nice!
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