The View from My Kitchen Window
March 30th, 2012
I cook dinner most nights. My husband has many gifts, but food preparation isn’t one of them. As the weather’s gotten nicer, he often takes the kiddos out into the backyard to frolic so that they don’t frolic underneath my feet. Bless him.
The window to our kitchen looks into the backyard, so as I chop and mix and saute, I see this:
It warms my heart. My kids. My husband. My dog. Happy and healthy and having a ball.
Life is good.