Dear Mel and Sandy,

We went on a walk tonight. We bundled the girls up each in their own fleece get-up and stuck hats on there freshly washed heads of strawberry-scented hair. I covered them in the jogger with a bright pink heirloom knit and Ben pushed them all over our beloved student housing, just like when they were really little. We decided that we didn't care if we ever owned a home as long as we had a huge park or wilderness to roam through nearby. We also decided that we are so very glad we had our children when we did, that we didn't wait. We love our girls with all our hearts. When we got home Chloe said, "This place is a mess" and we all laughed because it was. We can't seem to keep up with two girls, art supplies, and their creative ideas to keep it satisfactorily clean lately. It is driving me crazy living with so many artists.

A few minutes ago Ben tucked our little birdies into bed and started on the dishes that were filled with hot homemade lasagna just hours earlier. Thank you for raising such a good man. Our lives are so good. The Lord has blessed us. I don't want to forget for one second to always remember and be grateful.

Now, I'll have some tea, snuggle up to Ben and watch the last hour of "John Adams" (a good movie--its 6 hours long but, worth it). Good night!

XO,
I.