With not feeling super awesome this past week, writing has been replaced by sleeping. So instead, I thought I'd give you a sneak peak into our life recently. Just some pics of the kiddos, the man, and the randomness...

yes, this is how she dresses herself; i am making a concerted effort to choose my battles wisely

from starbucks, on a rare outing last month

this goose got precariously close to nibbling some toddler fingers

i am generally opposed to baseball, but i am very much in support of ballpark hot dogs

here we are, pretending to enjoy the game (truth: we highly enjoyed the evening with new friends) 

cookie break, whilst walking with my boys

asher trying out our piano installation

the eldest, being cool

our favourite park, in the whole of the land

and then just when i feel lowest, he makes me cry. because i am loved. and hungry.

We'll be just fine

It's our first day of spring, just the two of us. Big kids are back in school and the air smells like life and we have the whole day to play.

We load up the van with stroller and fruit snacks and bottles of water, and before we even cross the bridge, I hear snoring behind me. Of course, he sleeps now, and I think how smart I was to pack Bible and notebook for just in case. I think of a spot in the shade, where the view is green and the city is near, excited for a few minutes of peace and meditation. On the road next to the art gallery, I stop, smile, and turn off ignition.

"Playground?!" he yells still half asleep. The spell is broken.

No amount of coaxing or shushing will close his eyes, so I give in. "Oh yeah, right, yes, playground. Let's go."

I turn the ignition and drive to where the rich people walk and sip coffee on the sidewalk. This'll do just fine, I think. We'll be just fine.

The face in the middle says it all