As I sit with my computer...in the wee hours of the morning. I look down the hall to my daughters' opened door and then to my sons partially closed door (I closed that so the glow of the chandelier doesn't bother him...and he thinks "what on earth is my mom doing!")...and hubby soundly sleeping in the other bedroom... and I'm reminded that my most precious treasures are...them.
I betting you'd say the same! Until next time...The Blue Farmhouse.