Wonderful Distractions

 When the boys are sleeping at night and I stare at the mound of papers I need to grade I start thinking that I've wasted my night and I didnt make good use of my time. Until now. I look at these pictures and realize I took in the moments tonight. I laughed, kissed, squeezed, helped, read to and loved all over my boys tonight.

 There are only a few things about my 112 year old home that drive me nuts. The crooked walls. The effort it takes to make it look crisp and the gaps between my original, rust colored floors and the crooked doors that knobs have to be adjusted monthly. But tonight, I loved that gap. 

Now... how can the crooked walls make me fall in love with them?