
My Beanie Baby eating beans!
So sometimes I’m in a big group of people and there’s talking and I say stuff and then later I wish I had kept it all to myself and not said anything.
I over share.
And then I really just want to sink into the ground and let it crush me into dust.

A tub of old beans = fun for little girls and (hopefully) they are kept busy for awhile.
update: since I wasn’t willing to let her sling beans all over the house, it only kept Apple Pie busy for about 2 minutes.
But she can have another try tomorrow.
She likes it enough that I have confidence that she’ll remember the rules …eesh .. #30drl

These beautiful girls are a big part of how I am surviving having twins.
They do so much to help every day. #30drl

A horse mask is endlessly entertaining.

(yes I skipped a day. That’s real life, right there).
Zeke and Skeeter are 2 months old as of Tuesday. They are rivaling Apple Pie in speed of growth.

Zeke is now 11 lbs 3 oz and Skeeter is 12 lbs 5 oz.
They have become too long for the 0-3 month size clothes, and I got to get out the next size (Christmas merry fun!)

It is marvelous how truth heals.
From all sides I am bombarded by angry voices from the world, all insisting they are right, and all containing shards of wrong that wound.
Truth is a balm and a repairer of wounds. Even when it’s not directly addressing my wounds, the beauty of wholeness makes me feel whole again.
The mother is qualified,” says Pestalozzi, “and qualified by the Creator Himself, to become the principal agent in the development of her child; … and what is demanded of her is––a thinking love … God has given to the child all the faculties of our nature, but the grand point remains undecided––how shall this heart, this head, these hands be employed? To whose service shall they be dedicated? A question the answer to which involves a futurity of happiness or misery to a life so dear to thee. Maternal love is the first agent in education.” Charlotte Mason’s book Home Education (Vol. 1, page 2)