Walked in my front door this afternoon from a long day of work. Go about my normal routine… put my keys on the counter, take off my bra, use the bathroom, take off my shoes, pour a cup of wine (yes, a cup, it’s not often I use real glass… have I mentioned I’m a bit clumsy?). I start talking with The Hubster about nothing much (you know just the mind numbing babble so I can feel as though we actually talk, which he ends of putting up with because if not I accuse him of not talking to me). I turn to sit on the couch and something catches my eye over by the garage door. I don’t even recall what I was looking at now because look at what I found…

This… this right here is when you know you are doing something right! The Hubster shared with me that my kids made these this morning. No prompting. No nothing. Just my kids being the kind souls they are. The rocks made my day!