This is a moment to savor.
It's Saturday morning. Trevor Hall is singing on our stereo. Caleb is playing the guitar along with him. Breakfast is in the oven. We are both in our pajamas.
It's sweet summer. Our house is a mess, but it doesn't matter. Messy houses happen sometimes. As my wise friend Faby always said:
"Las casas son para las personas; las personas no son para las casas."
Houses are for people. People are not for houses.
It's Saturday morning. Trevor Hall is singing on our stereo. Caleb is playing the guitar along with him. Breakfast is in the oven. We are both in our pajamas.
It's sweet summer. Our house is a mess, but it doesn't matter. Messy houses happen sometimes. As my wise friend Faby always said:
"Las casas son para las personas; las personas no son para las casas."
Houses are for people. People are not for houses.
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| Our kitchen during a typical week. Also a selfie. |
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