Busy

The sun dawns on six loads of laundry (towels not pictured) that were created by our family of five in only three days. Typical for around here. And I don't even have the baby wearing cloth diapers this week!

Darkness falls on all the clean laundry folded and ready to be packed for . . .

This song is so fitting because I was born right outside of Boston, we're flying into Frisco, and we're staying in Sacramento.