|I bake a lot of goodies...(which explains the stubborn last six to ten lbs)|
|I sort mountains and mountains of laundry...occasionally, I put it away|
|I sit back and watch...|
|...and snap countless pictures|
|I cover this tiny one in kisses|
|and soak up all the affection I can from the big one, too (he's not too cool for it...yet)|
A glimpse of my day.
We are not on a schedule, but we have fallen into a very comfortable (yet, flexible) groove.
Eat. Play. Nap. Repeat.
Maeve fits right in.
She is content to hang out in the kitchen while I empty the dishwasher or make pizza dough, but loves our little excursions outside, too.
She lights up when her brother gets off the bus and when her dad comes home.
I think she is starting to figure out who her people are, which is pretty amazing to watch.
We have a loose routine in place, a pattern to our everyday.