The week we finally seemed to have more than a day off as a family. The week we took more than one nature walk just to get out of the house. The week Lu wanted to explore historical sites she had driven by so many times and only stopped once. The week Willa started taking pictures. The week Cleo grew up. The week we ate our weight in pie crust. The week we watched the parade three times. The week the girls wrestled and fought and had to be separated every 20 minutes, then to my surprise, hugged and told me they were “best friends”. The week we didn’t save the gingerbread houses until December. The week we got to the top of the hill and saw the most perfect sunset.
You Are My Wild, week 47. www.youaremywild.com
The week we realized there are only 5 weeks left.