Well, our home has resumed to normal (at least until I leave for Uganda)… fighting, laughter, spontaneous dance parties, wrestling matches. It’s all back.
Life has definitely returned to what it was. Kids. Work. House. Dating. Juggling it all.
If I close my eyes I can still see India, but it’s starting to fade. We talk about it less and less and I miss it. Continue reading
Dear baby girl,
I know this is hard. Your first day in India. Your first day seeing anything like this- ever.
As I look at these two pictures, taken only days apart. So different.
One so comfortable. One so not. Continue reading
Sometimes the craziness in my home just catches me off guard.
I find myself thinking, did I just get teleported to some kind of alternate universe?
Ever happen to you?
Take last Wednesday. The kids and I were sitting down for dinner. They were grabbing their napkins (aka paper towels because I don’t think I have ever bought a napkin in my life) and silverware and were headed to the table and our conversation went something like this. Continue reading