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Quiet . . . start
Just over 4 years ago it was a different kind of quiet that our daughter prayed for. The kind of quiet that you seek when the newborn is finally peacefully resting usually in his crank up swing. Where were those things when she was an infant? Quiet was what you wanted for the house. But not too much quiet because then when the neighbor kids played outside or someone started mowing the grass the sound would break the quiet and all would be lost.
Now 4 years laught the quiet is continually broken with laughter and silliness. The quiet is broken with questions. A million. One every 30 seconds it seems. The only time once again there is true
Quiet is when he is asleep. And bless his sweet little heart he still take a 2 hour nap. He is a house a fire and he works hard at being a boy. Quiet comes usually as soon as his head hits the pillow. No scratch that it isn't Quiet...it is snoring. His sweet snores and breathing breaks the Quiet and there is Peace all around. And we are thankful. We are grateful.
The Quiet is broken . . .
Enjoy your day. And please don't forget to leave a comment the not so Quiet one will draw this afternoon when he comes home from school.
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3 comments:
So precious.
So cute. I understand wish for quiet with a newborn and then through every other stage. I also know that quiet that only comes when children are asleep. Wonderful post.
Sherry, these pictures are precious! I love love quiet that is broken by silliness and laughter. Sometimes, that provides sweet moments of refreshment much like the quiet, itself, doesn't it? :)
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