It's early Saturday morning and I am waiting for the coffee to brew. Therese is beside me playing with "crinkle cow", her favorite toy. The rest of the house is still asleep. I can hear the washing machine twirling it's first of many loads today.
I have plans to scour the house till it sparkles with cleanliness. We'll see how that pans out. I also have plans to declutter the little kid's room. It seems to me that room has the ability to multiply stuff. Truly, if I can accomplish these two seemingly simple tasks, I will be most pleased.
Oh, yes, Therese can now roll from her back to her tummy. She missed my milestones post by a day.
Now my baby is in my arms drifting off to sleep. I will lay her down soon and start breakfast for my family. Bacon, muffins, some fruit and cheese.
All these small little things don't seem important, but they are. I had a scare this past week and it made me stop and really examine myself. Unfortunately, there was a lot I want to change. I always think there is time to become a "better" person. But maybe not. Time is not a guarantee. We do not know when our hour will be. I need to be that better person today.