I lit candles for breakfast. Isn't that sweet? On account of the inexplicably cold weather we are having, I served hot cocoa and toast. And since we had a sleep over guest, the candles made it extra special. Pretty nice huh? Well look what I found on the breakfast table when we got home THIS AFTERNOON.
That's right. I left them burning in our empty house for many many hours. All day, in fact. We had a busy day. We finished an art class that focused on water color. I've said my kids each have their talents. Ry is pretty good with her hands. And I think she has an eye. This one she painted is 11x17. The photo doesn't do it justice. She's an artist.Which is a good thing, that she in an artist. Because artwork often says the things we can't find words for. Like how grateful we are to have a home, how thankful we feel to not have to tell our husband we burned down the house, and how much we all love our children.