The Silence says . . .
Noelle is in bed for the night. Veggie Tale land is closed for the evening and the puppies are snoozing nearby. Travis has a book in hand or maybe on the computer. I sit in my big chair with something cold, caffinated, and suspiciously like Diet Coke. I have my study on 1 Samuel at hand, but I just sit for a minute and reflect on the day. Was I a good Mom today? Did I miss any teachable moments? Did I spend enough time being silly? How did I show love to Travis? The house is quiet . . . it's a good thing.
From Swonderings at Women at Home.