The quiet hour...

It is the quiet hour in our house. The hour before the children awake. I sit here looking at the growing green of nature as I sip my latte and think about what today might bring. What new discovery Bethany will find, what new 'trick' Jonathan might learn, what adventure my three oldest might share. It is in moments like this that I realize what a wonderful gift I have in being their mother. This life I lead truly is a treasure, one that nothing else can compare with.