Some days I feel like a SuperMom - where I show my kids tons of love, make them scrumptous meals, have a clean house, everyone takes their naps and goes to bed on time, and we're happy.
Then there are the days when nobody listens to me, Preston is yelling and disobedient, Taylor is nonstop fussy, the house is a pig sty, and no one is very happy.
This last few days have sort of been like the latter example.
Then tonight I read an article by a mom who's son has a disease that will cause him to die before he turns 3 years old. He is 18 months old right now. I saw this photo of them in the New York Times article...
And then after reading that article, all I wanted to do was go into my boys' bedrooms and pick them up out of their beds and hold them.
So anyway. A little perspective for you.
In other news, Will went to Mt Rainier with my Dad the other day and took this panoramic. Beautiful.