Wednesday, February 5, 2014

There are those times...




When I swear that the frustration around here is so intense that I could pull my hair out. Just when I think I've hit my limit, this happens...

Valentines from my baby boy...

Love notes for everybody hid all over the house from Kellen...

An impromptu concert from my favorite, diaper wearing owl...

And help making supper from my near teenage son... So we can talk...


All of this in one day! I think I'll be frustrated tomorrow.