Sometimes I can be hard on myself and on other people.
Often Mary Frances bears the brunt of this fault.
(sleeping pictures from New Year's Eve at the lake)
We unloaded the car, ate lunch, and went our separate ways. I think we were all glad to be home.
Frank took to the sofa to watch football and enjoy one last day away from the office.
I attempted to make order of my desk and the Christmas gifts that had just come through the door while slowly taking down decorations and compiling a list of things that needed to be attended to.
The boys busied themselves playing with duplos. We love our duplos!
Yes, you read correctly. Without being asked, she gathered note cards and started writing. On occasion she would ask for help with a word, but mostly she did this independently.
Later this is what Frank and I found among the pillows on our bed.