My two older boys ran into the house, yelling about this toad. Commander was mowing the yard, so it was hard to hear. The excitement in their voice was high pitched and words were running together. They insisted I RUN out to see the wonder of the huge toad. It was quiet large and peaceful under the butterfly bush in the yard.
Moments like this make me wish that summertime would last forever. Weekends seem peaceful and full of time to play. Soon it will be winter and the four walls of the house will close in us.
I am hoping with the upcoming month of several practices a week (football), and little time for a traditional sit down dinners that the schedule will not take too much of toll. Don't get me wrong I love to have plans everyday, but need that quiet family time at night to help calm the end of day emotions.