Saturday, April 23, 2005

when all is said and done . . .

it's the end of the day that is the best. The house is quiet. I can hear the hum of the refridgerator, the quiet rush of the furnace, and the little noises as the children shift in their beds.

another thing in my life I love. that makes twelve.


Jess said...

Right on.
Well, until one of them wakes and we have to do the whole back to sleep thing ;).

Colleen said...

I think that's gotta be the best time of the day!