Today marks our 50th day at home as a family. Fifty days. I vividly remember walking into the house for the first time, showing Spencer around, taking him to his room the first time.
Fifty days. Of Spencer rolling with the punches as we try to figure this parenting gig out.
Fifty days. It feels like such a large number, and such a small number all at the same time. When I think of all we've done, it feels so small... when I think of all we haven't done... it feels so large.
I can't believe that the first 50 has passed us by... yet I can't wait for the next 50!
If nothing else, it's a reminder that every single day is a gift.
[Greeting a new day]
Happy Friday everyone! I hope it's fabulous!