Then We'd Miss It All.

This conversation happened today:

Annabeth: "When I grow up I want to be a teacher at a big, public school so I can have my kids and lots of other kids in my class."

Me: "That is a great idea! But you would only have your kids for the grade you would teach. The next year, they would move up."

Silence.
Crying.

Annabeth: "Does that mean I would only see my kids at dinner?"

Me: "Well, yes. During the school year, on school days."

Annabeth: "Oh, nevermind. I will homeschool. I don't want to just see them at dinner. I would never want to just see you at dinner. Then we'd miss it all."

Then. We'd. Miss. It. All.

My Mama often says: "The days are long but the years are short"
I have found that to be so incredibly true. Some days as a stay-at-home-mama feel like ten days all rolled into one. But I love our days. I am so thankful to live a cozy, quiet life filled with plenty of time to read and create and dream alongside my family. I am so thankful to not miss anything.

The kids and I gathering our "train tickets" at the

Children's Museum of Indianapolis.

Owen loves to watch the trains and Annabeth loves to play 

Ticket Master. A win-win! 

I am thankful to have been able to go with them twice in just the last week.