It would be nice to post a snapshot once a week on a regular basis, of just a simple day, doing simple things. I tried to do that every Friday for a while. But it turns out being on a schedule to do something routine like that doesn’t fall into my simple catagory. Instead I snap photos and put them in my mental file of days I love, full of peace, of kids just being kids naturally, with no schedules or agendas. As I get deeper into mom days with children getting older and schedules getting fuller, I cherish the quiet days. And when I need to remind myself of those moments, I glance through my photos, pull them from my metal file, and be thankful for making time to be simple. Because it’s not always, well, so simple.
I know too soon the days of finding little oily fingerprints on the countertop will be extinct. 
And the moments will pass when there are so many bellies to feed that hot muffins disappear straight from the oven. I love this shot of the one missing muffin! 
And I remind myself, that these days will pass too – when just getting all the markers and pencil supplies organized feels like an achievement worth noting. 
Yes they are simple moments. But not really. Because nothing is really simple. And that’s what makes are lives so full.
It is so nice to see these children playing together. My daughters are slowly starting to play together and it is the most beautiful thing to watch.