I believe there is beauty in a kitchen table finger-painted with yogurt. There is meaning in the piles of clean laundry I am too busy to fold because my son wants to go to the park. There is promise in the child arms twined around my legs when I'm trying to cook dinner. Sometimes you just have to look.
4 comments:
Unbelievably adorable! That musta been one good nap!
I love that Pookie is face down next to him...it's perfect.
That is hilarious. And you are right....he has outgrown that bed!
Ask Pete if he got the "spiritual gift of sleep" from his uncle Chris...
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