Today I feel like Mrs. Garrett.
Yes, that's me...accept with brown, graying at the temples hair.
Putting the girls to bed makes me feel like a camp counselor again. Our routine has been to gather in one of the bedrooms and have a chain prayer before going to sleep. We pray for healing, and peace, and rest...and that we can all stay friends after living together.
It's our own little prayer group. It's worked for me for years.
In the mornings, breakfast making usually falls under Honey's job description. If he was a 1980's sitcom character I think he would be Mel.
...short order cook, dealing with girl drama, with a few boys thrown in just to keep him sane. Any man that will cook for 9 every morning before he goes to work is sexy in my book. :)
2 comments:
Amen... What a man. You guys are awesome and inspiring. I am such a control freak that I feel like, if i were in the position to help a friend I would say "no way" for entirely selfish reasons...
i like to think though, that i might be more like you. I'd like to be more like you... You guys are awesome, opening up your home and splitting your lives right down the middle.
Oh, it has definitely been a challenge for my inner control freak. I think that's where the grace of God has filled in most:)
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