I love the weather today, it's rainy and grey and quiet. Both of the girls are asleep and Brent is at a meeting, so it's become a rare and peaceful hour. I was just thinking how up and down one week can be. This past one has been filled with not only spilled juice, colds, scrambling to get to preschool, tantrums, frozen pizza dinners, and all of us feeling overwhelmed because mommy is gone 3 nights to orchestra rehearsal and meetings combined with Daddy's study time, but also great moments like christmas shopping, nap times without crying, story time with blanets, date night with old movies, a hike to kaysville creek, cat tails, great hair days, and new friends. So many good things happened, including my sweetie surprising me with roses for no reason other than it had been one of the not so good days, and then the next day coming home an hour early to go hiking. Sometimes life starts out with a cold and ends with roses. So this turned out to be a rather philosophical blog, I guess I'll blame it on the weather.
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