small things #46 ... being home
I joke on a regular basis about how little as a stay-at-home mom I actually stay at home. More often than not, I find myself staying in the van, staying at gymnastics, staying at the store and, lately, staying at the church.
I knew that we had stayed away from home too much when this past weekend Lydia saw me coming down the stairs with a bag and she asked, "Are we going to church, Mommy?"
"Nope. Just to the laundry room."
This week, however, we have been staying at home. And it has been bliss.
Kid's playing, reading, journaling.
Laundry thumping, bumping and fluffing.
Dinner cooking, steaming, smelling good.
Staying busy but, staying put.
Being home ... tending our home's heart.
