So, then came dinner and I heard that familiar sound ... a cup crashing to the floor. I haven't seen any of these crashes while they were occurring, so I don't know for sure how they are happening. I think this one was the result of a misplaced elbow. At least this cup was mostly empty. There was some ice, which he proceeded to eat instead of pick up. But he started the clean up without any prompting this time. That sounds like progress, huh.
I am a mother of two precious (and crazy) boys and a wife to a wonderful husband. I like to scrapbook, but don't always have the time. This is my virtual scrapbook to record the highs, lows, and in-betweens of our journey on Earth.
The journey is important, but only as it makes us more like Christ and gets us closer to our forever home.