Yes. It's Tuesday. But since I'm home and that rarely happens during the week, I thought I'd celebrate in the midst of snotty noses, tons of tears, and droppers full of acetaminophen.
I am loving my adorable husband and all the time we're spending together reading The Five Love Languages at night in bed. We're both exhausted and it'd be easy to crawl into bed and pass out, but we're making an effort to spend quiet time together every night connecting. I am learning so much about marriage, love, and most of all Mr. Howard. I wish I had actually read the book before I was even married...or even before I was dating anyone. I would have been so much better so much earlier. It also has opened my eyes to how I communicate love to my kids and even friends!
I am loving my adorable kids. I think that goes without saying, though. I know I've said this before and I think it a million times a day, but we are blessed. Our lives have changed so tremendously and there are moments when it is hard to recognize our house, the words coming out of my mouth regularly (you know, things like "Let's go on the potty like a big boy!"), my to-do lists, and grocery lists. But it is a miraculous blessing; of that I am certain.
I am loving the black pull-over I stole from Mr. Howard's closet. It is perfect for a "My Kids are Sick, so I Stayed Home with Them" day. I am wondering how appropriate it will look when I head out to my work meeting this afternoon wearing it and jeans...notice I use the words "wonder" and "when" because I have no plans to change.