I gauge the success of my days by how dirty we are. If the kids are dirty and sticky, and I smell like dirt, then it's been a wonderful day.
It's been a wonderful day.
We woke up and had breakfast on the screened in porch, and then went for a walk. A coworker gave me his son's outgrown bike and my ex's dad came over and filled the tires and got them adjusted for the boys to ride. We chalked and swung on the swings and played tag. We listened to bluegrass on Pandora and ate lunch outside in the backyard.
And the garden! Oh, it's so pretty. It's almost done- the right side of the path is completely finished. Look how cute it is:
(from left to right: sugar snap peas, spinach, lettuce, tomatoes and basil, chinese leeks)