Because this blog is our family's memory book, sometimes I tend to show the good stuff like trips to the park and fun at the pumpkin patch, but I don't want to forget snapshots of ordinary days.
The days that are filled with cleaning up toys, folding laundry and cooking supper.
The days that are spent disciplining preschoolers, avoiding meltdowns, and consuming too much coffee from being up all night with little people.
The days that are so boring, so exhausting, so ordinary beautiful. These are the days that make up our lives. These are the days we'll carry with us in our memories.