Last night Tim and I shared an amazing southern BBQ dinner with our dear friends Lindsay and Brandon. The kids were perfect and watched a movie while we ate and enjoyed each others' company. The ribs were delicious, and the cookies were baked just right. After dinner the kids played nicely and went to bed with little fight. It was a dream.
Today I had to drag Quinn out of Nordstrom by her wrist.
Everything in life has its opposite. And those opposites help up appreciate the beautiful, the humorous, and the purposes of life.
But maybe next time I need to be humbled or see life for its vastness, I could do something simple like run out of diapers or forget the stroller.
Oh, wait. I did those things today too ... at Nordstrom.
You know, the perfect woman would have sensed the trouble a brewin' and turned around before she even got to the store.
Good thing I am not perfect or my life would not be so interesting, I would have nothing to say to my mom, and I wouldn't have a reason to truly sink into my arm chair and dream of the next BBQ.
Pass the baked beans!!
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