These Days
These are the days. The days I'll look back on and love to remember. These are the days that I never even realized I wanted. These are the days of a big family in a small house. Its nothing fancy, with its uneven floors and crooked doors. It's hard to keep warm, this old house. The bitter wind seeps through the old window pains on these short winter days. But its what God has given us for this season. So, these days I do my best to balance homemaking and life making; too much of one means not nearly enough of the other. These are the days of ever growing children. These days they out grow pants and shoes and jackets. They out grow toys and board games, and the cartoons they once loved. Just like the flowers in spring, the growing cannot be stopped or even slowed a little. But, I'm learning to love the growth and embrace the out -growing that these days bring. These are the days of relaxed homeschooling lessons. Long days spent playing outside in the warm sun. These