It has been a slightly frustrating week. Nothing big, just "spilled milk" kind of problems. But I'm trying to appreciate the little moments, such as:
Peter going to sleep holding all of the babies. He loves them.
Sweet times between the brothers.
This cowboy picked some flowers and put them in a vase for me.
And Saturday morning pile up on Papa.
These nice times make the frustrating bits tolerable.
Thank you God.
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