Yesterday I spent the day as usual, there were dishes, kid meltdowns, preschool drop off and laundry. The one thing that make it different is that I took time to document it, both the little and the obvious.
I did this as alongside many others in a project called One Day headed up by Hollywood Housewife. This was my first year doing this and it was fantastic. Every couple of hours I would go to Instagram and check out the hashtag #onedayhh and there was life. There were other people’s coffee cups, diaper changes, mini vans and laundry baskets.
And you know what? It overwhelmed me in it’s simple and really profound beauty. All the minutia of daily life adds up to the loveliness of the human experience. I may have teared up one or thrice.
Okay so here we go, a day in my life.
5:25- I finally get out of bed where I’ve been laying awake since Caedmon begged for the 6th time to get into our bed and I caved. He proceeded to kick me so I finally got up to greet the day. Not a great night’s sleep, but I’m awake… ya know?
I turned on the porch light to check the weather. Nope, no snow but sparkly frost, I headed out in my bathrobe to get a decent picture but quickly gave up and headed back inside where….
So while Noelle and I chat I start to unload the dishwasher, which is one of the best choices I can make in the morning. Then the kettle whistles and I pour it into the french press to allow the water and grounds to make love and coffee. Noelle gets in on the action too wish warm milk and a splash of coffee in a sippy cup. This has been our routine for at least two years.
Finally I give in and go downstairs to let the yowling cat out of his nighttime storage area. If we don’t do this he keeps us up at night. While I’m down there, I start some Leapfrogs for Noelle, then I come upstairs to try to do some devotionals. I love She Reads Truth plans as view on the YouVersion app. I’m just finishing up James… late. #typicalforme
Today it’s talking about patience, which I sorely need in my life right now. I want all the future things, now. Like our next house and Kel’s next job.
As I do I admire this distressed, almost whitewashed looking end table, that I love.
6:35 The second one is up and fussy, in this shot he’s mad that I didn’t give him cereal with a red spoon. Yes, I caved and hauled the red spoon out for him, then I promptly sent him downstairs to watch tv with his sister.
Am I the only one who’s mantle looks like this? Pumpkins and Christmas trees?