So I mentioned in my
weekend in review post that the boys frollicked in an overgrown field last Saturday afternoon. The sunshine was perfect and the hill that accompanied the field was even more perfection for my own little Evil Knievel.
You know, there are times as a mom that I seriously think I might just need to check myself into an insane asylum. The days are sometimes gruesomely long with whining, manipulation, teething and growing pains. Yet, even in the midst of the chaos, I still manage to love my boys so much that I could never, ever, ever, give up this job of being their mom. And like always, the Lord provides sweet afternoons like last Saturday to fill my heart and remind me just how very blessed I am.
These next two are just keeping it real... don't want yall thinking that everything is all sweet in our neck of the woods...
(poor Connor got pummeled not once, but twice, in the field. And he was doing nothing to provoke said actions upon him.)
