A Spring of Joy

There is a contentedness to my bone weary exhaustion tonight. Perhaps it is because these children fill my heart to the brim. Add my hubby in and I’m overflowing.

It was not an ideal day, but it was still beautiful. There are three small children who have not had their mommy for 3 weeks. You can only imagine the detox that we underwent today. Fortunately, I was reminded by Guest Blogger Joe this morning not to have expectations of paradise, but to think realistically. I hate it when he’s right!

All in all, it was a sweet day. Balloons from Monica showed up at our door mid-morning.

Bella spent her morning reading (check it out… she’s learning the chief end of man.)

After work, Daddy took us all out to eat. Sadly, Ash didn’t get his Dave’s. When we told him we weren’t going to Dave’s, he asked if we could go to Bravo. That’s my Buddy!

From the picture, I assume y’all can tell we’re at Five Guys. Burgers and fries, baby. I have to splurge every now and then. When we were almost done, Ash looked up and gasped in horror. “Mom!” he almost shouted, “That sign says their burgers are the best in town. How can they say that when that’s not true? Dave’s is the best in town.” Oh my little man makes me laugh and shake my head.

After celebration cupcakes, the kiddos got all bundled into jammies and their robes from Grandma & Grandpa (because my poor mother-in-law left 80 degrees in Phoenix to spend a week and a half here during the coldest spell this winter and the kids woke up every morning freezing in our poorly insulated, full of windows, but I’m still very thankful we have it, house.)

Then we danced. Oh, how we danced. All five of us going crazy in the kitchen. And watching Bri cut loose with my babies to 80’s music just filled my heart with joy.

Yes, I am exhausted. The depression still hovers, but I am pushing it back with all my might. And I am sighing. Content. Grateful to have another day of this life, this gift to live.