Holy Slow, Wholly Savor

No matter how much you clean or remodel or move or rebuild,  hospitality will always be more a matter of the heart than the architecture.  Your guests will only feel as comfortable in your house as you feel in your own skin. There's no shame in paper plates if they're heaped high with  delight in each others' company.  ~Ann Voskamp Today this meant kids in swimsuits and muddy-feet. It meant water guns and a friend changing my Little Lady no less than 3 times because she's a fish. It meant mac&cheese and oranges and chatting about wonderful God-inspired writers and how exciting it is to see that in the nutrition section of bookstores. It meant talking about the nitty-gritty bits of life and owning up to some of our hurts and heartaches and struggles. It meant smiles and laughter and honesty. It meant not worrying that there were raisins all over the floor or that Little Lady had a bit of a messy room or that weeds hadn't been plucked yet. And it m...

Well, we officially survived Spring Break. My kitchen sink looked like this most of the week. We had play dates, trips to the zoo, lazy afternoons outside, and movies to watch so the dishes had to wait. I didn't mind. :) My sink got me thinking about what you might happen upon if you were to come hang with my little crew for an afternoon. Here's a little run-down: - Crusty, dried-up peas by the television. I don't know why but the little ladies around these parts love to leave their snacking peas around the television. By the time I've gotten around to finding them and cleaning them up the peas are usually crusty and weird. - Socks. They're everywhere. I can't explain it other than to say that as soon as we get inside the socks come off and end up in every nook and cranny of the living room, kitchen, and dining area. I am constantly finding socks. Now, if I could only find their mates... - Crushed something. It might be Cheerios. But it could be a pret...