In honor of Mothers' Day 2015, a few images I want to remember:
John hauling an over-sized box down the street because every decent fort could use an addition:
Ainsley's suction cup toothbrush, stuck to the mirror just out of reach by a helpful brother.
My girl in braids and school uniform and mary janes, still tiny, so sweet:
Tim's coffee mug. The coffee says he's big. The space mug says he's the same boy with big dreams.
Kolbe, my builder. always dreaming and scheming and finding a new use for duct tape.
Kolbe's work bench, seldom caught on camera:
Thank you, God, for these unique and beautiful souls you've entrusted to my care.