And then there were 3…
As I sit here tonight at the kitchen table crossing off the things on my to-do list; bills, food put away, dishes done, Coke codes entered, I suddenly hear the giggles of my little girl coming through the monitor. I’m momentarily torn away from #5,#6, and #7 on my list and pause to listen to my husband, unaware I can hear him, blowing raspberries on our daughter’s feet as she laughs up a storm. There is nothing more perfect than these moments when all the pieces fit into their slots, and the house is still, save for the laughter of it’s occupants.