“Normal day, let me be aware of the treasure you are. Let me learn from you, love you, bless you before you depart. Let me not pass you by in quest of some rare and perfect tomorrow. Let me hold you while I may, for it may not always be so. One day I shall dig my nails into the earth, or bury my face in the pillow, or stretch myself taut, or raise my hands to the sky and want, more than all the world, your return.”

― Mary Jean Irion

Today, we washed the car. Well, I washed the car. They had a much better time.  Photo by Olivia Gatti Facebook :: Website

Today, we washed the car. Well, I washed the car. They had a much better time. 

Photo by Olivia Gatti

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daddy and i have been wracking our brains to figure out how to make us all fit.  in no time at all, this old house of ours is going to be bursting at the seams.  but we are going to make do with what we have.  when the time comes for the baby to move into the little nursery, you will become roommates with the older two.  i will miss seeing the way the light kisses you on the top of your head in that sweet little space.  but i have no doubt that there will be scenes as equally sweet as we fumble through the many transitions ahead of us.  Photo by Heather Robinson Photography Blog :: Facebook

daddy and i have been wracking our brains to figure out how to make us all fit.  in no time at all, this old house of ours is going to be bursting at the seams.  but we are going to make do with what we have.  when the time comes for the baby to move into the little nursery, you will become roommates with the older two.  i will miss seeing the way the light kisses you on the top of your head in that sweet little space.  but i have no doubt that there will be scenes as equally sweet as we fumble through the many transitions ahead of us. 

Photo by Heather Robinson Photography

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