mornings

I am just sitting and enjoying a quiet morning with B home to help wrangle up the kids. The morning light is so serene when it comes through my kitchen window casting long shadows on my potted herbs and plants. Oh why, oh why could not every morning be this still. Maybe someday the quiet will return to my home but when I think about it I really do enjoy the chaos of thunder feet, thrown balls, excited squeals, cereal on the kitchen floor and someone asking me if their butt is clean after a potty break. I enjoy all this as long as I can drink my cup of coffee. Happy weekend!